Step Into My Shoes

All your positive purposes out negative. The scheme to spur now stalling. The speech’s structuring is all that matters. Why not a moment take to think them through. Before you blow my light within out And scar my brain and heart forever With weightless words sprinting smoothly off your tongue. Centuries rapidly crawling by will render no remedy To my shattered spirit hopelessly hovering the earth Feeling insecure about my brain’s output And leaving my self-image constantly contending my heart’s will. About it, your brain must think thrice. On yourself, in my shoes, test twice. Then, only at me, orate once. Certainly, all constructive words coming from you Will in me impart zeal to attain success With a smile at both ends. After your words, after our success.