“I guess I'll have to face

That in this awful place

I shouldn't show a trace of doubt

But pulled against the grain

I feel a little pain

That I would rather do without” 

“Here comes a thought

that might alarm me.

What someone said

and how it harmed me.

Something I did

that failed to be charming.

Things that I said are

suddenly swarming

and, oh. I'm losing sight. I'm losing touch.

All these little things seem to matter so much

that they confuse me.”