Diving Over The Edge

some sort of word vomit.

And far away someone's laughing
as I'm barrel-rolling through Cupid's shuffle.
And maybe someone up there is out for me,
but then again I can't hear what they're thinking.
What they say when they look down here
must be something of wonder.
What I think when I look to the sky
is something of awe and asunder.

I just want to let it loose.
I just want to slip away for now.
I just want to find my place.
I just want to get out of here.
I just want to play like I dead.
And maybe then you'll know what I meant when I said