the world is spinning

i am dizzy

in this carousel it's crazy

pretty words in ink

on a page

written thoughts in a daze

and i feel reckless

as it fades away

i smile one last time

before i turn to grey

turn away

i took the colors

of the world and

locked them in my little music box

the big brass-golden

key kept on my necklace

but i was reckless