BEEEEEEEEP SAID THE PHONE LINE

Step out of myself
I am a kite
I can fly right by
And diagnal
Of your emotional tower

You seem so soft
So genuine, then you criss cross
It's only a thought
All to do is imagine it
And figure it out
Then you get lost

Hold on
Here is the tail, of my kite
Just Hold on
Wait for the climactic state
The clouds clear
And we reverberate

Can you see it from here?
I can, I know what I want
It's there, waiting for everyone
Can you see it? Are you scarred?

Are you there?