Under Over

I’m under the weather.

I’m in over my head.

I’m under the expectations

And yet I’m over prepared.

I’m misunderstood and overwhelmed.

Woven in knots.

Strung like a puppet.

It goes under, over, in, and out.

Take it up and then drag me down.

Tied together with a bow,

My loose ends are fried but you’d never know.

I’m in love,

But I’m out of my mind.

I’m high as a kite,

Buried in the ground.

Shoot me up so you can put me down.

It goes under, over, in, and out.

Take it up and then drag me down.

Tied together with a bow,

My loose ends are fried but you’d never know.

I’m hanging on by a thread,

Surprised I’m not dead.

I smell something burning,

I think I’m short circuiting.

Help me, save me, set me free!