Wonderful Peacocks in a Morning Moon

I want to hang clouds in my room.

So then maybe I could really be in alone.

I will sleep on my knees

And finally be happy.

It's a horrific adventure,

And yet, it's quite humorous. 

Depressed and angry,

And I'm not even on the first quartile.

I want to be a lighthouse.

All together would be as Beautiful as a Whale.

Wooden Box I sleep in,

Enclosed with my elf

Screaming,

Just to cry.

I feel like an exploding whale.