Ticks

Gotta get over it Sticks and stones Will break some bones Be careful while juggling All these thoughts The torture of wondering When she might go Gotta get under it Blanket of suffering Tip them toes Be silent when struggling With your thoughts The body is crumbling Gone with the flow My oh my There goes her shine It's floating on the breeze Watch it cry As it shakes through the trees Boy oh boy Now what's the time Been leaving like a dream Watch it dance As it slips through the seams It's coming for all of us Just you wait, though It's coming for all of us Nowhere to hide