Crazy To Consider

if I thought I were
or was, or could be considered
I'd be a fool
a silly fool
My vulnerability, and your
eagerness to be uncool
curse me til I feel regret
I must be
seems I gotta be
more like someone else
never can be myself
never could not with you
crazy to think romantically
or even scale the score
the walls are windows
and the ceiling is the floor
seems I say
and you contradicts
seems that's the way you think it is
I must be a fool
to even consider
what was or what it is
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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