do you stop and stare struck dumb hands shaking washed by this constant panicked wishing for what s lost as you re standing on some curb waiting to cross would you say you feel like some weak leaf wind turned and tossed all the time every day every day all the time all the time every day every day as the streets sail by the seats inside your car does each face outside collide against your heart as you watch them blaze or fade into the dark do you want to scream that you re so pleased with who they are every day all the time all the time every day every day all the time every day when that moment arrives do you think how there ll come a time when you ll never feel it again do you try to make it right by thinking if someone else feels it it s real and it won t go away do you do you fall so short of all that s in your heart when your friends that you should pull up you instead pick apart do you watch the world get cold and crushed and small and when you could do so much you do fuck all all the time every day every day all the time all the time every day every day and considering all this and agreeing that it s true is it harder each time just to feel something new but do you sometimes wish not to feel anymore to wall it off to make it all go away to just put it to an end no question any day all the way every time any day any time all the way when you pray for grace to come were you born yesterday are you dumb are you insane don t be ashamed i m the same yeah i m that way but i try every day and all the time