Easy Does It

Let's get them all in and don't push, don't squeeze them in, and so much for my tower that I built because it has all fallen down.

And it has given me a great idea, let's make it. We will need some things and we will need air to breathe and some clear sight because at the moment my eyes are all glazed but you can see for me? Can't you, will you....I am forever asking for other people to see for me and I know it isn't really dark, and I know the feeling of someone scouring my brain like a dirty old forgotten pan isn't really there, but I feel it, and it does make me feel sick

And scissors are sharp, so don't push, don't squeeze it all in, and I can see a half circle shape, like a planet, or a star or one of those in the sky that you don't really understand why or where or what they are doing there

And you make me laugh, and so do those around me, playing drums and hoping to be in the barn

But I want a rest from being me, it isn't easy to be with someone constantly, day in, day out that you cannot stand, that you despise, that let's face it, you hate more than every feeling you could ever have...you wouldn't do it would you? But I have to live with me every day