I get so scared sometimes

feel the world caving in

all this energy I cannot contain

wants only to remind.

There’s a crescendo

just ahead,

has all the makings

of a quiet climb.

For isn’t our nature

to wish precision

to know our future

without revision.

I can feel the world

crumbling around me,

I haven’t a solution

All of this speculation.

I want to go home,

wish only to be alone.