Round and round here goes nothing I sent myself on a journey for something They say kick your legs and paddle your arms I thought this would be easier I feel like I've been drowning for years In the vast space that is my mind Thoughts fill my lungs like fluid But why do I keep opening my mouth? Now I pay the price, my thoughts submerge me I reach for help, with a snap, they desert me I think too much, and the flood gates are open But my thoughts remained kept to myself Unable to float, I'm sinking again
Not sure this is how I wanted to say all this, but my fingers did the thinking for me on it so here you have it!