I am not sure what I feel
But I’m sure that something is going on inside
That part is real
I have butterflies inside
Something is moving
Could be my ego
Could be my pride
My heart has that fast beat
But still I have cold feet
Meanwhile another part of me
Is struggling to contain the heat
I try to control my thoughts
I think about It
And I know I ought not
I end up stuck in a trap
Right back
Where I had just run from
Dazed and confused, feeling numb
Unsure of how to take the news
Having no clue just what to do
But I gotta think before I react
I gotta leave here with my dignity intact
I gotta act like Carl The Muse
Calm myself and find my cool
Before I make a mistake and light the fuse
And make a move that I didn’t mean to
At least not again
This time the fire can’t rage in the wind
I gotta redirect it from within
I can at least avoid another explosion then
And like a balloon
I can ride my fire into the wind
Full Of Hot Air By: Carl Johnson II (Carl The Muse)
