Mental Gymnastics

Backflips and handstands, 

cartwheels and balance beams, 

I’m confused in what to think, 

because things aint what they seem, 

I feel like I’m spinning, spinning, spinning, 

but stuck in quicksand, 

when I let go of this rope there’s no tellin man,

I see the world from the upside down, 

with my feet in the air, 

will I ever touch the ground, 

Maybe I’m scared,

If I don’t land right,

It’ll be tragic,

and she keeps me goin through these mental gymnastics

Do I bounce off of the mat,

Do I react to how she judged me,

Am I destined to be in 2nd place,

I see her cheering for the other squad,

She already has a team,

This has to be a dream,

Am I intimidated by the competition

Or do I feel like there is something I’m missing,

It’s just that I feel like she might do something drastic

But in reality, she’s putting me through mental gymnastics.