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
Feb 27, 2013
Feb 27, 2013 at 8:55 PM UTC
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!
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