Ah, yes.
This familiar feeling
Anchored to my heart
Stuck and heavy
But makes me...
I try to pull the anchor away
But my
Oh my, is it stuck.

who would have caused me such distraught?

You.
Me?
You!
Me?
Yes, you!
It can't be. I'm me!

I think I've gone insane
And who knew?
Who knew that someone like...
ha! It's that girl, isn't it?
No
It's an anchor.
huh?
Yes, it's her.

Have you seen her?
she's strong
Witty
Has eyes that hold the universe
And her hair
At times
like gentle waves
That go down her shoulders

She's strong, yes
But at the same time
Delicate
And fragile
Like a little girl
Dreaming for adventure

She sounds amazing
She is.

So whats the problem, lad?
She doesn't seem so bad
She's not bad at all!
Then why does your face seem to fall?

I don't know..
It's me.