Leaving See Saw

Yr living with a snow globe. Clearly, we can see.
Where Neverything is permanent, unkempt or make believe.
The stump for rested pumperknick might leak for forty years
should yr mouth might make a sound for anything and yours
Couldn't help but comprehend just how lingering U do time
as thinking little for the mind and even lesser of the crime
So look at how you have me do and yes, without a word
dreaming of the gravestone reads and reading what you mean
Crowning from the birth of touch do i speak or let you die
pardon thee for what to see when pocketing the seed up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down and up and down
leaving seesaw....it just ain't right