Take to the rhythm like blood to white
The right to write what I want
The flight from flight to height
Basically from the bottom to the tip
Top tip my top off and hope the hearts
not too hot
Memories fade, thoughts rot
Full conversations condensed
to abbreviated talk
You can see it when I walk
Memory shocked, my brains been
rocked
Too bad I forgot what I was taught
inside my mind fought
To remember but
my brains dismembered
I shouldn't've tampered with
the humane thermostat
just left