For most of my life I've been happy
A flip switched and now i'm sinking
My spark has gone under
And my freedom is at a halt.
I spent thirteen years far from the goo
Until the fourteenth year I didn't see it
I hit it hard and slowly started to sink
There was nothing in sight to grab.
I screamed loud and hard
But no one heard
I cried and cried
But no one heard.
One year has passed
And I am still sinking
In my head I see crowds screaming my name
And remembered that in three more years,
There will be no goo in sight
Just bumps in the road
From here on out.