Headstand

Out from the top of his head came a figure so fully grown
No need to be shown the things that took
Very long to figure out
And I should be ahead from where I'm now
But I am not helping myself very much these days
I am slipping through while grabbing for my memories

Leave it to
Dry up in a bright window
See it through
Do you have to tell me so?
Plain but good
Why is it a crying shame
That it should
Never learn of its own name?

And I am not helping myself
And I am not helping myself
And I am not helping myself very much these days