(BPD Criterion 6: Emotional Lability)

Yah, yah, I’ve noticed the bumps.
Um-Hah! Yah, so we’ve lost the way.
But hell, uh-oh, watch it…
This is the excitement of the road!
The ride is sometimes bumpy.

Hey! Look! A waterfall!
A scour formed pool…
Park there! Dammit, Park here! Park HERE!
Ahhh! Who would have guessed
That water could feel like this?

This bloody road goes on forever.
No signs of life for miles…
Ahhh…no, No! It’s way too far to go back!
My foot is bored, my butt is bored, my eyes are bored
My mind is weary of the bleakness.

Yah, yah sure, the day turns into night
Filled with shadows toothed and clawed,
But, uh-oh, stay to the left, there…
Then the dawn erases them
No need to fear the hazards that we’ve driven past.

No, uh-ah, I can’t be sure
The way could be to left or right.
But, oof--Gahd, potholes in the nothingness!
So long as we aren’t where we were,
We can’t be where we started.