High Strung

I don’t take sugar

But we’ll share spoon 

So I can steal some of 

Your sweetness 

I think to consume

Such substance 

In front of strangers

Shows weakness

Some see beauty

I see blue

And black

And bleakness

I run full speed

From the neons

And watch as others

Seek this

Plethora of 

Glistening glory

Made-for-listening stories

Then repeat this

Chant that life is

Good now!

Great even!

But I can’t beat this

Feeling that I’ve 

Been let down

By the seeing eyes

Wandering hands

And feet that move

So neat now

I think

I can’t enjoy

The measurements 

Of nectar

Because I’m always preparing

For the beat down. 

By Lyric Deep.

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