Sweep

Sweep

Do not sweep me off my feet

The fall will not be graceful;

The last time, I completely missed his arms

I ended up a heap

So blinded by the charm

Of the tiara glittering like those loyal wishing stars

I had spent so many nights

Devoted to sacrificing my sanity for the affection of a heroic knight

Instead, I found myself blending in with the dust bunnies

Parrying with my greatest friend; my deadliest enemy

So sweep

Sweep

Follow the trail of misunderstood trash