Sometimes I feel like I’m just hanging by a thread
Sanity lost in a roadside ditch – barely breathing, left for dead
Scattered bits of mind and soul where brake marks should have been
Attesting to the crash and burn my sanity’s been in
As I bump along the journey of my life
Careening as I do between the laughter, joy and strife
Peering at a map that often makes no sense at all
And I go around in circles, just trying not to fall
‘Cause it’s those jagged sunken holes that seem to trip me every time
They’re hidden in the shadows and the corners of my mind
Trap me in their clutches and try to take me down
Engulfing all my senses and inviting me to drown
And as I wander down my path, I’m still holding hands with fear
Who’s fending hope off with a stick for reasons still not clear
Contentment tries to keep the peace
While optimism praises some new lease
On life – she’s keen to share
As sanity sways just like a drunk
Acting like some stupid punk
And looking rather ill and worse for wear
Logic comes from nowhere, and tries to grab the map
Love decides to take a chance and choose a different path
The crazy gang has run amok and left me to obsess
About the roads not taken and cleaning up the mess
