Going back in time.
I wish I'd said that I care.
I just found the words.

I'm no one special.
Yet you treat me like a queen,
from the silver screen.

Do you ever dream,
about falling off a cliff,
yet don't hit the ground?

Goldfish in a bowl.
Is a fish out of water,
in his sad new home.

You may think I'm fooled.
You are kidding but there's truth,
camouflaged in jest.

So now here we stand.
Face to face but miles apart.
Speaking in cliches.

the 47th President's administration
must be hexed
as it lurches from one disaster
to the next

yet the administration won't change
its misdirection
nor give it an urgently needed
correction

it appears that the administration is on
misfortune's path to doom
and over it will hang the darkest ever
clouds of gloom