…It’s something more than that
-Sublte
Taken like a pill to subdue the franticness
…It’s something  just like that
-Scheduled
Met right on time to suspend my disbelief
…It’s based on made up fact
-Skeptical
A dream world I drift into hiding myself again
…It’s listing all the things I lack
-Surreal
Judge and jury of my lifetime, enemy still a friend


I’m collapsing under the weight
Always the strong one, always so strong but
I’m submitting to this fate
My pulse is a song, it’s made up-sing along


Dragging.    My feet.   
               Always dragging.  Like sleep.   
  Flagging.  Down help.
I’m in distress. This is my SOS.
                                                 Snuff the candle out.