Who's Afraid of the Big Bad Wolf?
I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow down the walls
Housing my failing mental state
Who ever knew this tumultuous fall
Would come of feeling happy and safe?
If I can just get a stronger grip,
Stop the constant mental drip,
Catch my feet before they trip...
Then maybe I'll find my saving grace.
But that all proves a lie so elusive
Determining my control is a bluff
And I'm forced to own it's conclusive
At this point, enough is enough.
I must hope by reaching my limits
The stones will crumble away
And that the collapse will herald a climate Where love can truly carry the day.