Reflecting Pool

I stumble through this godforsaken

Uncertain of the path I'm taking

But along the way, I make a smile

I hope where I end up might be worthwhile



I'm holding in the breath of anger

Inside this old refrigerator

Those days are gone, there's more ahead

So concentrate on what's in store instead



A memory, a dream, or another crazy scheme

Then I find out what I want is something inbetween

Waking and repeating my routines

Walking circles, talk in circles to me



Words that tumble effortlessly from the lips of fools

Only cloud up what I see in my reflecting pool

Jumping headfirst into symmetry

I am splitting at the seams, hold me



In my reflecting pool

I look in my reflecting pool

This sole reflection is my own

The pool is still until the pebble's thrown