Maintaining my place on the stem, looking up at the rose Part I

This madcap schizophrenia.
Hiding in the flowers.
Still cowering and doing the shuffle
Looking for a key in the same pocket thinking,
“This time they must have put it here.”

I feel I am the wheel that wants to move
I feel I must heel and heal but by Bill Kolb
I deal with steel and kneel, where am I??

Hide and seek, this Truth plays a rueful game.
Unoffered suggestion
Relaxed finger of direction
Though I try damn hard
“Oh you’re a slacker, but we won’t tell you how”