Riddle me this... [+]

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June 10, 2002

walking through the clouds...
i find it soft and wet...
looking at the ground...
i seem to have missed a step...

i'm falling from my pirch...
from high up in the sky...
i think i'll hit a birch...
i'll fall and then i'll die...

i, should have brought a shout...
to stop me, as i fall...
i think i'll make my mark...
curled up in a ball...

if only i had stopped...
before i would have stepped...
i'd still be on that cloud...
if my balance i had kept...

i need to tell them all...
tell them all i love...
if only i had time...
or wings just like a dove...

i'm running short of breath...
falling way to fast...
i've got to find a way...
to stop before my last...

hey look there's a pond...
deep within the grass...
i'll redirect my fall...
to save my sorry ass...

i landed in the pond...
damn this thing is deep...
ever since the splash...
i've sunk about 10 feet...

i'm reaching for the top...
swimming very hard...
i'm out of breath right now...
and i've found this broken shard...

i've survived my fall...
but i still might die, today...
i landed on a stick...
and it went through all the way...

i'm running through the bush...
i need to find my self...
i need to find some help...
i need to help my self...

i was walking on the clouds...
trying to find myself...
instead i missed a step...
and almost killed myself...

and maybe you will see...
the problems i've seen...
and maybe then you'll be...
able to see what i mean...

i'm lieing in the grass...
stairing very deep...
looking through the clouds...
stairing as i... weep...