stop this, now.

here we are asking: can we go steady?
but in reality, all we are is unsteady.
we walk in crooked, curving lines
and ticket each other with outrageous fines
in between toothy smiles, we
find our hearts chained and locked up,
man, we've really fucked up.

so, stop this now!
is there a moment when a green light
meant that we were okay?
cause i've never been able to say
that okay equaled you plus me,
because all i do now is see,
the red light flashing overhead.

oh stop this now!
maybe we thought we'd hold on
but we're sleeping, and it's slipping over
the edges of our foundation cover
a soft quilt on trembling shoulders
easing open and making skin shudder.

oh, stop this now!
we were meant to cross now,
car horn clanging, telling us to go now,
we were meant to move on past now.
you can't expect me to wait now.
no, you can't.
because i can't.

so, stop this now!


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okay, so I don't know if this is any good. This was more to express some anger/sadness/annoyance. I didn't even really read it over, just sat down and wrote it so maybe I could focus on other things today.