It’s simply something I can see out of the corner of my eye
You know, when you think you’re seeing it but you turn around and – voila, it’s not..
And then I turn back and it’s there
Compelling me to notice it
Opaque, tugging for my attention
Look at me, look at me, look at me
But I can’t because it’s not actually there
It’s almost dormant
But when I try to switch of
It’s look at me look at me worry about me worry please worry
It’s entirely fallible logic locked away in a huge piece of amber