I really couldn choose

Between using

And being used

They both seem so

Enticing

Maybe sometimes

A little confused

Some days here

Are just-enough-sun days

And most days there

Are just

Simply hazed

Or maybe I meant

Dazed but

All in all my time is spent

Cloudy with a few bits of

Blue but

These night time walls

Layered thick with heavy bass

Beats

Glide and fly me into

Heavy soft

Sleeps

But only when

Youe not around

Because we can make

The world go round.

Ephemerally sliding

From cloudy to

Light blue

My view

Is blinding

The smoke is too

Rich

With soft dew

And every day is new but

Butterflies are

In the past

And now is just the time

To use

But make sure you don

Lose because

This heart needs love

And what would

I do

If I wasn

Using you.