Lane closures

I don’t understand the world today

I don’t understand anything I see

Sometimes I can’t breathe

Sometimes I feel like a mystery

Sometimes I wonder at night

If it’s me to blame

Sometimes

I’m just tired

I want a bitter standard

Anything can happen

Anything at all ….

Look at how they break her

The butchers floor

Her bed became her misery

And we just keep it on repeat

And call it history

And she’s in love

What ever happen to

Have and to hold