There is one way that I can step, the only place I can go is across. The rope is so thin though, how am I to hang on? I am holding so much on these shoulders, I am so top heavy. What will happen if I slip? There is so much I want to be. There is so much I want to tell you I want. You’re not listening though, none of you. I put on this mask, sometimes if I wonder that’s who I am. I want to run, run away with these things that pull me from this universe. I want to leave and stay gone. I want to get away. I want someone to save me.