like a bridge over troubled waters.

round and round it goes...until it overflows.
flowing over the edge, it never stops.
until i stare at it in the face.
but where is this place?
this place of uncertainty and disappointment.
round and round it goes....until it overflows.
over the top? under the bottom?
it's really hard to tell...and i thought knew her well
but as we move ahead,
we dont know what's been said.
round and round it goes...until it overflows.
and then these strange bursts...in green they provide.
this sad frustration, i can no longer hide.