Problems, Choices.

With drops of sarcasm from me, you made a choice.
A wonderful choice that elevates you.
You looked from your shoulders and down, I don't need to go any further.
Your blood is rather different, the ground can stomach different behaviors and you haven't been on this other side.
Oh well, your voice as a feather, sang repeatedly.

I'm smart, I swayed the wings and knock the tails out of my system.

We're on a sun that sways with us, the choices you made have made me shiver.
Stay with me.
Don't shake hands with this town.
Let's leave.

Tomorrow I can sense a sky with orange clouds.