Living in my head

what can be said

who can know

where my thoughts go

how I live

what I give

to those who ask

what a task

caring for those

I give them clothes

I'm surrounded

I can't be grounded

what I give

how I live

don't ask

it won't last

drop the bomb

dead calm

now to try

the end it will tie
 

Written by Becca Carty April 8/98