I’m floating in the air
I shouldn’t have a care
But somehow I’m odd and misplaced
I know my mouth is located on my face
But the sound of my voice comes back to me
From some other place in the room or echoed back from the ceiling
I wonder what this vertigo means; what the dizziness is revealing
I just can’t explain how I feel …
Disconnected, adrift, lost, unreal…
My inadequacies extolling…
Where do I belong?
When did I go wrong?
The dream becomes the nightmare
Beware … Beware … Beware…
Sometimes it isn’t carefree
Sometimes you just can’t see
When you don’t have a care in the world
Sometimes, it’s Terror!