There's a place inside that you can hide

I'm sitting on my bed, wearing nothing but red
Listening to the same song over the same
I listen intently as the artist sings, "Eye of the Hurricane"
Think about the life I live,
and wonder what I choose to give
The rain, the wind, the storm around,
I can't even feel my feet on the ground
It feels like I might stop breathing today,
But my lungs expand and live anyway.
I ask myself as I stand in the rain,
"Am I riding the Hurricane?"

Rhyme inspired by "Eye of the Hurricane"
by David Wilcox