Clueless about who is who
Fruitless coos
And disappointed too

You have a bucket catalog of don'ts & dos
Revealing truths,
And vibrant cues, of a fake doll

Once in the clouds, you'll eventually float
Unless you sugarcoat,
In an area,
Of the seas and the boats

Your lips should not deny
It's obvious in a blink of an eye
Crack the arms attached to a wall clock

Thy surroundings may whistle
Because you're a crossword and a riddle
Hijacked footprints sizzle

Cloning faces ain't your thing
Cloning personas ain't your thing
Inaudibly ridiculed, yes, I owe you this

Lit lavender candles matter
Saccharine firecrackers don't
I am slowly typing your documentary.
Still halting for a sidehill, plot twist