first time chordie user !! "summer bliss starts with a kiss"

To rearrange the spoken word
try quicker, get it out or you wont be heard,
a pensive momentary lapse,
picture that pressure,your whole world will collapse.

A mind that races ,but tongue paralysed,
round and round it chases, did somebody die ?
like a one legged race horse always in a rush,
a talented painter without a brush.

to put it all in perspective is no mean feat,
kisses laced with razorwire is not so sweet,
it crumbles in it tumbles down
always, always, always a frown.

its o.k its the inside and not the out,
no one ever hears you, you can shout and shout and shout.