I've been trying to make sense
I've been shouting under my breath
How's any of this in my interest
When you sold me out
I must've not got the cheque...~*~
You are under my skin
I will take it all off then
You were heavy clouds
Always hanging around
Don't hold your breath
'Cause you'll suffocate
It's bad for your health
To be dosed up in hate
Should I spell you out?
You are foolhardy with
A capital F, falling south
Crash into misperceive
.
Do the acid test, Goldie
Bearing a forest cavalry
Hey Mary extraordinary
Don't, don't be contrary
Please Julie, do not fall
Within collapsing stars
Charlie, go easy to call
When you begin a war
Should I spell you out?
You're Miss Foolhardy
With a capital F, so say
I am wrong, so tell me
.
You're always oblivious
To the chairs I've pulled
Next to you, so obvious
But you ain't got a clue
I have brand new eyes
You only spat on them
But I'll see even clearer
With my distorted lens
But why'd you fail to see
Should I still spell it out?
You are Miss Foolhardy
With a big red capital F
You hightail in a Harley
Hell is your playground
But oh, Miss Foolhardy
I must be Mister Dopey
And every time, for your
Recklessness, I go crazy.
~*~
Don't hold your breath
I'm not losing sleep over you
I'm Mr. Reckless
And you're defenceless
The best you never had...
YOU ARE READING
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Poetry"A robin redbreast in a cage Puts all heaven in a rage..." -William Blake