Umbrella

When it rains, it pours, my dear...

And I like to get wet sometimes,
Swim in the cold ocean waves,

But sometimes I get a mouthful

Of ocean water into my lungs

And I begin to drown, slowly

Grasping for any raft to lift me

And offer me some shelter.

I lose my temper and lose myself

Inside someone else's fortress,

I let myself be weak for one

Brief moment before shut down...

Before I lose myself.