Teeter-tottering on the edge

Seesaw knock on the door
Whose there
Grandpa
Whaddya want
A glass of beer
Where’s your money
In my pocket
Where’s your pocket
In my pants
Where’s your pants
I left them home
Get outta here you drunken bum

I must be mad.
Crazy.
Insane.
I feel out of control… yet I keep going… putting one foot in front of the other… telling myself that I’m okay… that nothing Awful [...]