Don't stretch your wings, there's no wind of the freedom,

It was the thing of the past, now blows never or seldom.

This is the spring, yet no flower's allowed to blossom,

Oh! You crazy idea, I welcome you to my Asylum.

You keep diving in, and believe you've almost hit the bottom,

I am no shallow waters, you have not scratched even an atom.

Stay long, if you want, I won't force you to pay the ransom,

Slow death is what you ask, it is going to be really gruesome.

You are an idea, mate, don't dream big to be a poem,

You are a fainted light, not something as big as a spectrum.

Oh, what was it? Did you call yourself a theorem?

Nah! You are a slave. I am the king, you're in my kingdom.

Hush now, go be the brave, plug yourself in the system.

I'm so sick of you, a stubborn creating a problem.

You're an impostor, a bad idea, claiming to be solemn,

Don't make me angry now, I don't wanna cut you through the quantum.

Stop hissing now, I am invincible to your venom,

Go now go join the stream, I won't pay heed to something so random.

You are a seed unknown, even when you reached your maximum.

I'm the tree here, my roots have experienced the optimum.

Don't stretch your wings, there's no wind of the freedom,

It was the thing of the past, now it blows never or seldom.

This is the spring, yet no flower's allowed to blossom,

Oh! You crazy idea, I welcome you to my Asylum.