Stones And Us

Put yourself in my feelings

Maybe I’m the one needing repair

Trying to translate less jokes more serious kisses

I’m on trial every second

Court in my imagination with dangerous legislation

Tiny bridge over huge thoughts.

Turned head again because she wants something else

Do I love the wind with soon to be disappointed arms

Dashing my head on trusting

I want to write plus perform at art with our touch the aim will be top

Current isn’t here when I’m ready to go

Or is she saying I’m just really slow

I’m on trial every second

Expectations.

I’m supposed to guess

I’m supposed to know

When it’s already crowded

And you always leave me behind.

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