Sunday, July 19, 2015


Disappear for a moment or longer
Lose myself to find me once again
But I can't fly over the ocean yonder
So I'm back in my circular end

Struggle to find my space to breathe
No room to stretch my wings in here
And so my freedom I must concede
I'd say I knew it but I'm no seer

On days like this it all seems pointless
Can't see my walls and not feel sick
I'm not asking for any kind of excess
But I can't help but feel claustrophobic

As usual I feel again out of my depth
It's been a while since I've had my fun
Feels like all the dreams that I kept
Are staring down the barrel of a gun

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