I have to live in the woods

Scrambling for scraps

I wonder how I got here

While I run around

How did I get here how, how, how

I ask myself this 

While the drop acorns on my head

I ask myself this

While I step on the sharp sticks on the floor

How did I get here how, how, how

I do not know but all I want is a friend

But all I have are squirrels but they are not my friends

All they do is throw acorns at my head

I see birds flying in the air

Doing figure 8s in the sky

So beautiful, so beautiful

They fly so well 

I wish I could fly but I stuck on the ground like all people are

I wonder how I got here

I wish I could leave go back to my home and family

I wonder how I got h…

I know I KNOW!

I remember how I got here

I know the way back

Here I go, here I go

I see it, I see it

The town, the town

I am home

But then I remember it was just a dream

I was here the whole time

Here in my bed

Where I am safe all the time

I know how I got here

The End.