Spun

Cotton candy spun and dizzy as the day

Every empty word I might say

Haunted carnival treats and twisty rides

Signify my inside and how I hide

I don’t need the reasons, please

It all looks the same to me

Afraid to hate you, worse to be

Better to dig in deep

Leave the laughter to you

Run away from the tripping clowns

Hold my breathe ’til I’m blue

If I give it my best

Spelling out simple fuck yous

A circus might be perfect

The right place to land

Trapeze, no nets

A lion with no coach

Flaming hoops and a zebra’s...