I am the center of my dark little world
A spark
A flutter
A lonely pearl
Spinning my wheels
I wobble and twirl
Sadness is a foggy lens
Like gravity
It pulls me in
Frail nerves
Under the skin
Saw a stranger
In the mirror again
Can you feel the fear
In my voice
In my tears
Like a child
Calling out
His mother's name?
Calling her name
I am a star swelled red and tender
Heaving and ready to burst
I'm a dog in a car
Panting
Dying of thirst
Still my good problems
Are still just problems
I'm always in need
Of a fix
It's the smallest things
That bring me
To the end of my wits
Can you feel
The fear
In my voice
In my tears
Like a child calling out
His mother's name?
Calling her name
