Thursday, May 30, 2002
looking down
Looking up I can see the sky
Looking down I see an abyss
I’m holding on for dear life
But I’m starting to tire
I want out so desperately
But I need an extrinsic force
But I get none
I’m starting to wonder
How bad falling might be
Because I know I may
I am weak
I cannot get out alone
You are watching me from
Above
But you do not offer
Your hand
I could swear you are kicking dirt
Down on me
Looking down I see an abyss
I’m holding on for dear life
But I’m starting to tire
I want out so desperately
But I need an extrinsic force
But I get none
I’m starting to wonder
How bad falling might be
Because I know I may
I am weak
I cannot get out alone
You are watching me from
Above
But you do not offer
Your hand
I could swear you are kicking dirt
Down on me