Has the cheese finally slid off my cracker…?
Am I nuts?
Am I totally whacked out?
Or am I just short a little bit of cheese?
Has it slid off my cracker, making me more of a whacker…?
I watch the world coming and going,
The tide in the ocean ebbing & flowing,
I watch the children growing and knowing,
But I myself just seem to the line be towing and stowing…
Where do these thoughts come from with me?
My life I cannot figure out this I can truly guarantee,
Of late I have been dreaming of death,
Dear lord hear my most fervent plea,
If I am to die then so be it,
If I am to be crazy, then please just let it be…
© ed ~ 2/19/05