From 1 bubble, to the next 

From one regime, and one routine to the

Next one, a better one with worse seams.

From fighting for friends and family

and now fighting to stay awake 

and stay above the drink and the papers and words.  

From one to fight and love, to three to four to juggle 

to hold, to compete.

To lie, but not to sleep, to discuss and debate, but not be right 

and not be wrong. 

To be utterly confused. 

And to not make sense. 

From 1 bubble popped, to one thats filling up 

and won’t stop.