Circus Poem by Not A Dream Choice

If I were the circus in town
If I were sugar and salt
If I were every spice
That spices your life up

If I were the ice cream
If I were all your friends
If I were everything
That makes sense

If I were the lollipop
If I were the sweet
If I were the candy-floss
You think you need

That’s your expectations isn’t it?

You make me feel like a lime
You make feel like a grapefruit
You make me feel like Im through
And you make me feel too blue
To feel sour as I am

If I were your toys
If I were some cinnamon rolls
If I were your smiles
Would you be my clock?

If I were you technique
If I were your aura of joy
If I were your words
Would you be my voice?

And you make me feel too alive
You make me feel like a lime
And you make me feel gouged
And you make me feel too acoustic
To kiss them who need