“Enough,” declared my brain“Agreed,” said my heart“It’s Bo-time,” said my stomachAt the cruxYou will sinkOr you will swimI have returned to myselfVim and vigorFor now I crawled into your brainI warned you it would happenBut now I work to unravel the knots“What a mess you have madeFor someone so clearheaded”I tut as I separate and straightenIf everyone were honest with themselvesThey could be honest with each otherBut it is a rare thing indeedMaybe what you want Is what everyone else wants tooBut you’re too afraid to askOr maybe notMaybe gloom despair and agonyMisery on allHappiness is a state of mindPigs in slop awaiting slaughterThink they’re happy tooMaybe they areBecause it’s the only life they knowThat is no life Oh Sarah, here we go againI can’t get past the pain of what I want to say to youI’m too old now to learn how to let you inSo I’ll run away just like I always doShe said if there’s something I should know then tell me nowBefore I go and give my heart awaySo I can get on with my lifeYou can go on with your strifeWish you’d speak the words those eyes are trying to say Sometimes this life feels like a big old dreamI’m floating around on a cloud insideWhen my cloud starts coming apart at the seamsOh Sarah, that’s when I slide There’s…