Do you think it’s fun?
To walk the halls of my mind.
Strewing your paper here and there
Clouding up my mind.
Get Out!
I don’t want you here.
I shake the fears away
but they return to pull me deeper
I’m a screaming ball of…
Nothing
You’ve got control
Captain, we’ve been over loaded
Our systems shutting down
Look out,
put in over drive
We’re moving fast
We’re going to slow
One foot, then the other
We’re sinking
And I’m going down.
Do you think it’s fun?
To destroy me such as you do? |