A Light in the Mirror

spinning round spinning round
my wold is spinning round
rotating faster faster
rotating

my thoughts are clamoring, clamoring
like a traffic jam
with no traffic man
no eye in the sky

what do i need to do to get through to you
why won’t you talk to me
why can’t i get this to work
damn he stole my domain name

all c o l l a p s i n g
into the river
into the flood
burning, turning into mud

this melancholy brain
suffering from strain
suffering from rest
not knowing east from west

c e n t e r e d
focused
ready to go
ready to go

a mile a minute a minute a mile
fantasy and reality
never crossing
never mixing

as the week comes close
as the time does s l o w
thoughts come clear
priorities come c l e a r

i know what needs to be done
transition project begin
develop myself and win
and sweep her off her feet, show her the real you within

might as well be
a mission to mars
but at least its not
a mission to hell