Wrecked

My life is wrecked
All sprawled out on the floor
Just like my room and my car
I can't control it anymore

In all outward appearances
My life is good and straight
Just like a child with no worry
I wish I could drop all this weight

In all inward thoughts
My life is failing and about to crash
Just like a train at the end of the track
I hope someone comes to clean up the ash.