Flipping through the channels
Yet never fluctuating as a whole
Shifting from ample to a tad pole
Nerves are flustered aiding changes of tone
Where has the confidence gone?
Somewhere not too distant for my sake
Stare passed past constant wrongs
Come declare that minutes can't shy away
Discover an old friend: an assuring kiss
It flipped a channel to make me admit:
What a summer this cold pen surely is
Hardships will dismantle, and break me passed pissed
Harden, don't melt; be healed by one mind out of billions
It starts with a bell to realize I decide all of my decisions
It's not hard to tell my seal's tight; I'm fine to get hit by dread drenched drips
