How about a talk ? ,

On an empty road ,

Or a canter stalk ,

Ready to walk ?

Leave me alone ,

Leave me blown ,

Like the wind under your hair ,

Stop and stare

Until you dare ,

To wear that thing ,

I fathomed with my hand ,

To make you understand ,

That integrity is interesting ,

But like my living ,

Makes a mark ,

Or a compiling spark ,

Just for me to imagine ,

My dreams , which don't differ from reality ,

Like your abject vanity ,

Kindles my sanity ,

Makes me fall ,

Makes me weak ,

But all I'll do is to stand and tweak ,

Tweak my bones ,

Tweak my flesh ,

Just to sit ,

Sit behind ,

Sit behind what I see ,

Is a imminent sunset ,

Which is while ,

While it's wet ,

Whilst it's plausible ,

Whilst it's seen,

Whilst is yellow ,

Unlike your green ,

However your green ,

Green surrounds ,

Green is mean ,

Green lives

I don't

I will try

I will fly ,

Whatever you do ,

Whatever you can ,

Wherever you run ,

Wherever you ran ,

To make my life a little better

But now it's misery ,

But that doesn't ought to be a mystery ?

Right