The New One

I sat on the end of my bed with my legs Shoved between the foot board and the matress And I stared at my hands as you came in And asked me what was wrong "Have you ever wondered why you are your name? Or why you are here and not somewhere else? Or why here is where it is, and the whole time You feel like you're spinning and falling?" I stopped and looked at him. He looked at me And he sorta laughed And he said "No."