Cancel out the noise,
because the street light’s glare is way too bright
Stay on point,
because I may inch a-way ever so slight
Keep a steady hold on the breaks,
because I am bound to break in half
(in some way)
Give speech a real chance,
because duct tape is only temporary
and silence is mandatory
Hurry to stitch and sew my heart back together,
before I lose it again for another…
Pandabear Prowess Kitcheness 