Piano, unknown

Sometimes I get lost in the woods

When I wander too carelessly.

I often meet girls there Some

Are afraid of me, just because

I have a penis Others

Seem to feel safer for the same reason.

I cannot blame them There

Is a certain ambiguity to being male

I haven’t figured out myself How

Can I expect them to understand then?

Others again run around Sheep

That behave like wolves, fierce but

Entirely defenseless Taking

On everything at the same time.

They are all nameless. names,

What do they mean anyway;

They are like questions Wandering

Around carelessly under a canopy of trees.