Mr. Balance

A Poem by Cae

* high notes *

Oh I'm stumbling I need something to grab onto
Why, I'm sorry I fell down, Mr. Balance
There's a balance on my credit card heart
That I think you need to pay
My breaks aren't art
And I don't need you to start with me
Just depart from me; can you shut up?
I'm really just feeling like giving up.
But the calm before the storm I don't want to disrupt
Cause my brain can't handle blood when it's warm
I thought you were going to warn me
But you ripped the flooring from under my feet
And don't care to meet my eyes when we greet
Or maybe you're too scared of what you'll see
You wonder if it will still be stars
Or maybe if it's just scars
I'm not holding steady right now
I'm sorry I fell down, Mr. Balance
I got a lot of other talents
But my mouth's not big enough for your malice
I'm the sinner and you're the winner
I'm the dinner and you're the grinner
I'm the thinner, and you're the swimmer
So, I'm sorry I fell down
I hope you can forgive me now