Free Fall Poem by H Seeking

Free fall still waiting to be caught
Help is eagerly sought
Yet my soul cannot be bought
Still lessons my school taught

Cannot face this onslaught
Emotions have havoc wrought
Have with my conscience fought
Morals coming down to nought

Is this sensible or just rot?
Not exactly now a tiny tot
Or even an intelligent robot
Just lying confused on my cot

From the fire to the melting pot
Tempers getting frazzled and fraught
In this terribly addictive draught
Wish instead for a drought of thoughts

To save from immense self doubt
Resolving endless petty pouts
Never using my clout
Unfaltering and standing stout

Beware, Look out, that is the shout
Eat your sprouts, face your bouts
For soon on this route
Come a bevy of girl scouts