O’Blues
Before you touch that lid,
look and see how riled up it is.
Don’t you see the cloudy smoke?
Waiting for explosion and to choke?
Feels like a Death sentence ready to happen
Or is it here already?
How do you expect to be calm, cool, and collected
When what you feel is unwanted and rejected?
Am I doing this to me?
Am I doing that to you?
Let go
Is that what it’ll take?
I don’t know, seems hard.
So now what?
Take two steps forward...
Backtrack three
So, before you touch that lid
look and see
How riled up it is.
