A Scribble

(made with scribbler tool: http://www.zefrank.com/scribbler/scribblertoo/)

It’s the glare from the reflection
Making patterns in your eyes
It’s the looking back in anger
With every second slipping by

Undertow has come to take me
Guided by the blazing sun
Look at everything around us
Look at everything we’ve done.

Please anyone
I don’t think I can, save myself
I’m drowning here please, anyone
I don’t think I can, save myself

There’s a tiny little window
Swarms of locusts fill the sky
Maybe I just disappear, If I can
Keep my head above the tide.

Please, anyone
I don’t think I can, save myself
I’m drowning here please, anyone
I don’t think I can, save myself