Out of Yourself

For when you want on out of yourself
I’d say we could switch places,
But I’d be lying out your teeth
To my sweet, innocent faces
If I said that I’d be fine
With all that such erases.
More than that, with hand in hat,
I feel if you go, go far.
Blow by both boring and bizarre.
Blow out that final star.
Go till all else is gone
To find out what you are.
Once you know I think you’ll see
We dearly need you where
You meet your youest self,
Someone deserving of your care.
I hope that you return to you,
I’ll gladly meet you there.