Needing to write something
On an empty tank of inspiration
People watching, such frustration
Talking about house repairs
As I blankly stare
Eyeing up the stairs
To a more interesting conversation
I wish you would’ve fallen down
Of your ladder stacked on a ladder
I don’t care how intense it felt
To feel like being 100ft in the air
The reality is you’re a dozen or so feet up there
I don’t care about your story
Where you fall and break your arm
Or worse – don’t fall at all
When I’m up here
Looking down on you
From atop my high horse
Where falling down means death
So quit telling your stories
Don’t waste your breath
♡Sugar☆World☮ 