Losing Skin

There's a time for not speaking out
 I was amused by the casting of shouts
 Walk by on a stupid whim
 Into your neck where the theory begins
 Never spoke of this you know
 This is a place where we can't be candid
 Cheecky smite that you could hear
 Try to crawl into something
 They didn't make
 And miss the core
 Already know that i'm wrong
 So why obsess about what side i'm on
 All this will fall into seed
 I'm not approaching you
 Cuz i'm afraid that you might move
 I'll the color when i speak
 This behavior has a right
 And it's better than the counter
 That you might
 Lose some skin that you didn't have to fun
 Reach the point and lose the joy
 Reach the place and shut my mouth off
 From your forearm shouts a tear
 Crawling off into another growth
 And it is steep