what i lost when i looked down that well
lost all my hopes
lost all my dreams
and all of it so very seems
to be unrealistic
masochistic
and lacking in certain characteristics
wish i could say
how i got so lost, how i got this way
lost all my thoughts
lost all my directions
and all of it seems to be so thrown out of perspective
like a kaleidoscope
i should have suspected ( the worst )
wish i knew
which road to pick
the red or the yellow brick
walk with a lion, or the one with the broomstick
i'm the lost one in the ruby slippers
and i'm afraid i'm losing my grip.
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