I was once so sure of myself, cool, undaunted and unfazed
With measured steps, carefully calculated motions and well-thought verses
I had it all figured out, had it all played out in my mind.
Don’t know what really happened, when and how it happened
Now am merely a shadow of my former self
I have been reduced to a confused, rattled and unsure mess
Thrown into the amazon with boas and wolves at every turn.
So caught up was I in my perfect little world
That I failed to notice the smoke, sparks or feel the increasing warmth
Now it’s a full-blown fire with no extinguishers in hand
No fire drill, and with the dying embers of hope
I pray that someone will come and save me.