I'm Just Like You, to Say the Least.

And they asked me “how do you stay so organized??!” I told them, I’m holding on by a thread trying to catch a breath.  Trying to catch a breath, but I’m gasping for air; I’m sinking, and I don’t know how to swim.  I’m drowning in all of my responsibilities and don’t know what to put down.

So, if I could just catch a breath, I may just have the energy to say “thank you” to the phrase “how do you stay so organized", and I’d tell them my secret, but in reality I’m just like them.  Just faking it until I make it, waiting on the “made it” part to guest star in this clown show called life.