Oh Geez

Oh Geez, this breeze, this wind in my soul isn't easy.

The reason for this change of season is beyond my grasp,

just beyond the looking glass.


At times I am estatic, fantastic but delayed,

delayed in the way that makes you think on

the brink of indecision, precision in the path you take.


And who even knows, what I really show,

and what can be found underground,

in the cavern, or tavern of my heart.


But I know what is real, and what I feel,

Oh Geez! This breeze isn't easy.




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