Push me down to the floor,
You had me here before.
I stare up to your eyes,
Open, filled with pride.

You drain me each day,
Praying doesn’t make it go away,
You left a nasty stain,
A memory remains.

Yelling and screaming while you dance around,
Is my place really on the ground?
Your head held high,
I wonder why.

Your shadow,
Your only friend,
Your mind will send you around the bend.