dawn cracks the dark and it breaks the silence of my waking hours and my heartbeat s licence for i hate the trees and i hate the flowers and i hate the buildings and the way they tower over me can t you see i get so frightened no one else seems frightened only me only me i can t but see that the sun has risen to my window my world of my home sweet prison i hate the trees and i hate the flowers and i hate the buildings and the way they tower over me can t you see i get so frightened no one else seems frightened only me only me4