Sometimes outward reality And I disagree Now seeing how being and yet Not being really I become trapped in my own head Alone with self-doubt Now seeing how being within Me to be without Anyone else to blame who claim All the blame instead When I remember then regret Until I forget What I know exogenously Would see if I could How outside I am understood But now trapped inside Descending endogenously Depression the name Of something the matter with me What has come to be So many times before somehow That anymore now Sometimes no one else knows it goes And comes becomes how Unforgotten it is not gone Then when it goes on Anyway many may not see But me through the gloom Where the elephant in the room Is still there but then Until what comes goes on again What goes as it came Will be what is until who knows? Now no longer strange How the up and the down of change Is to ride the tide As who has been and seen inside Up through down to mean Whatever I do in between Being who have been Riding the tide to take the ride Of a lifetime when Inside me knows what outside shows Reality in harmony Without and within Steven Curtis Lance