I am so close to the edge my toes are hanging off.
I know I'm going to fall, I'm just not sure when.
I'm afraid I'm going to hurt someone or myself.
I can see the light at the end of the tunnel, the silver lining in my storm cloud, my pot of gold at the end of the rainbow, my happy ending but it seems to get a little further away with each passing day.
I gotta get out of here, it's for the best.