Shilly Shally Way

Move on you persnickety soul. Normal doesn't really exist. Take leave oh inadequate power. For the doyen of your being shouts halt! halt! halt! This blanket does not warm you. The bed it has been made. But lying in it is your choice. Fly away fly away fly away. Find the inartificial being hidden somewhere. Why remain incognito? Is reality to much to bear? Dicovery a stangest stranger inapt of complement to one I knew For a soul as wonderous can not covert. This being is not you Shilly shally all the day. Tell me why I cannot pervade Do I sear also? Being part of your pain? If that is th case I cannot remain. But where will I go, and where will you be, when and if it's discovered, that we are a we? Shilly shally I say ! I must go away I am the unreal one, I cannot stay no longer shilly shallied way