i don't want to be a spagetti

Hello, i'm Alice. And i'm 25. Untouchable. And cold as Puerto Rico.

I left my homie looking forward Neverland. But found Man-haten instead. And i am tired.

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My pale skin and blue eyes don't understand that mad world and why stranger's touch me when i go out.

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Alice was just looking forward her rabbit.  But these hands and dirty glances glimpses her.

And she is lost.

She looks around. There is thousand rabbits all over. The problem is - they all are too freaky. And it hurts.

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World turned to the hell of devils.

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Her very best friend, which name is Sister, tells her: „Alice, you are in a wrong place if you are looking for a friend in rabbit here - in Man-haten. You must change“.

But Alice don't want to believe this. She still believes in what she used to.

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Is it only here like that? Is it only Alice who believes in friendship and hates dirty hands? Or she lives in fairytale and should forget the stuff which she thought is NORMAL?

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Alice missed her home.
But she stays in the hell. Trying to find the answer.

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I don't want to be a spagetti.