No one likes the poet
Who sits and asks why
So much so
He unwittingly stirs inside

But if you don’t speak with intent
And if people don’t like what they see
They never could grasp
The all that is Me

When grammar doesn’t make sense
Somehow I don’t know why
There’s quite a lot
That people unwittingly let slide

With a similar face is the comedian
Who likes to test the waters
But will happily shout ******* ALL
If he thinks you’re giving him orders

Another time, once a daughter
Loved the thrill and the chase
Go karts hurtling down the hill
Sometimes even competitively winning

I think out of all I miss her the most, she had no fear of going up high
She yelled ‘careful’ as she fell, and prepared to die
Faster and faster, the wind in her face
She flew everywhere, I miss that space

I guess another has other fears
Heights and speeds, shifting through the gears
Stop driving! Let me off, please!
I’ll sink and drown! In the river there..

I can’t see the bottom, the car would sink
You tied me in tight, you really made sure
“wasn’t tight enough” I know you think
All I knew, was wanting to escape

Absconding they called it, then it was escapism
No one really bothered, to stop and ask the reasons
It’s not fair, I didn’t want to die
All I wanted, was just to survive.