Lows and Highs
It's hard to try
As the water level rises
I try to remember times
When I could launch myself
Close up to the sun
It only feels like
A week or so ago
I'm so sick of corridors
I'm so sick of chairs
I'm so sick of people asking if I'm still there
It's just another empty hall
It's just another empty cup
That I have to fill
Lows and Highs
It's hard to try
As the water level rises
I try to remember times
When I could launch myself
Close up to the sun
It only feels like
A week or so ago

