A Little Bit Of Younger Thoughts

It never fails to cover up
Some days I feel
You’re all a bluff
Fall in line
If it’s off on fumes

At times I look
It’s all a rush
Till now that means
Look all we’ve sought
No shoes on
Hearts on fun

When we walk
It creates
A sense of passing glance
How it sells
Time abroad
How I’ll call you then

In the rush
Of a simple cry
We shy at hand
Crawling on your own
Nervous with the flow
We’ll stay calm
As if we want to mend

A little bit of younger thought
It’s helped oh well
We’d had enough
Growing hearts
Looking stunned attuned

I only want what’s covered up
In time we’ll have
To send it from the
Holes to fill
Brains to spill

When we walk
It creates
A sense of passing glance
How it sells
Time abroad
How I’ll call you then

In the rush
Of a simple cry
We shy at hand
Crawling on your own
Nervous with the flow
We’ll stay calm
As if we want to mend