Spinning

Spinning out of control... Like a child, Never feeling... Dizzy Cant see... Through the fog Gears & Cogs Turning... Broken... record Screaming Unheard Time... Not enough The road ahead is looking rough. The webs & string Holding Everything... together Tiny spiders in my head Am I leading or am I being lead? Spinning... Watching the Stars Turn into tracers... Take the Shot! No need for chasers... Dizzy... Cant see... The path in front of me Has turned blurry.