Opposites Attract

Full of hot air Cool to the touch Want to jump up and scream Why don't you use silence as the golden rule and sit down Want to go left But rights the only right away Want to paint the town in grey Who needs colour anyway You find yourself higher than a kite But than again as lower than a slug Broken brain Fix with glue Filling your pockets with change Just to find out that everything stayed the same Red with anger Green with envy Let the darkness foreshadow your thinking Lights to bright No ideas To racing thoughts Walk up right Run away Who needs circles when you can have squares Seniors and babies are the same except for age, wear diapers, eat soft foods and have no teeth Miss Miya Like