A Drowning

"It's the glare from the reflection Making patterns in your eye 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, well Look at everything we've done"

In another words, look at this fine mess we're in. Past actions represent the reactions of now. We understand that there's light, love & warmth all around us but we're just too comfortable with hate, envy, anger, fear and "the struggle".

To me this is just the struggle of a single person. A person being very far from alone in how they feel and she's just trying to communicate with somebody - anybody. Is there anybody else who understands this flood of emotions? Is anyone else daring enough to admit that they too see this downward spiral.

"There's a tiny little window Swarms of locusts fill the sky Maybe I'd just disappear If I can keep my head above the tide"

So many problems plague the mind yet there's still hope. The attention being given is at odds with the type of attention she actually needs. Perhaps if she were left alone for a moment she could get away from it all.

In essence (to me) it's a cry for survival. Alienated and/or rejected in isolation seeking somebody who cares to understand. Something that's fleeting in society at the moment: compassion.