Take it with the stride
I have a feeling that things are not right today And probably it has been for a while Is my hand tied to set correct the tick or am I too lazy Feels like I am in a dream being architect by someone I know I am aware of the fall and the trap but I am living in pretention There is an awry of disgust and a lump in my throat Each beat of heart sends a chilling effect down my spine The ringing bell, it is the alarm ahead of a lullaby The eyes though stay open and see a friend depart Slowly as the figure disappear and I close my eyes I realize the sedate I have been into The passing time will hold us afloat and help create the portrait I will glance it occasionally and realize effectively I have taken it with the stride