Should I Have

Should have I done it Should have I not That is the question In my brain it rots I like to spoil But yet not you I wrinkle my nose And away I peruse I can see through you No matter how thick the wall is But yet people cannot Seem to figure it out yet Like a sharp knife The edges are stiff And yet it spins so swift Like an athlete in a race Where the end is near But yet so far away Your beauty may fool The eyes of the beholder But yet those petals change to black And falls in bunches That cloy the tongue Of the ones that touch them