I have to step outside but I don’t know how
I’m losing my mind
seems every word, notion, afterthought, tomorrow
is about me
And I want to step out and explore you
the, they, when, how, we all contribute.
Yet, help me imagine
one less enigma, (oh careful now)
speak less disparagingly
said the fraud
selling me his last nickel.
in my own mind,
and yet, I only have this window,
this crowded view of my
our world, planet,