Found Me

Different tomorrow than today.
I hold my tongue when I know what to say,
But trust me it’s not worth it.

It’s not worth it.

I know I said slow.
I know it’s fast,
But this sidewalk looks as familiar
as the dark side of the moon.

Forgive my close embrace.
If I make you nervous,
I’m sorry.

But I’m not sorry.

My meaning is strong.
I don’t step on cracks,
For my mother thinks of me better,
But God am I close.