Drifter
Bury your head
Waster
You're pulled by the ebb and flow
Weak roots
You can't stand
The more complicated the problem
The simpler the demands
In life's clutch
Your brain melts
Your heart races
There is no ride
There is no control
Fools are nothing new
Frustrated and irritated they cut through the Gordian knot
You don't have to coil
I don't need you to rattle
I already know you are a snake