Exhausted

I'm not around that much

Running exhausted and lost

If it could be undone

Will it have costed?

It's taught and lost

Blowing away, we stray wilted

Exalted, at fault

What if the day had stayed in bed?

These baubles we've brought

At fault

After the bliss has long ended

This caution, this fault

Give me a breeze that's long-winded

Accosted, adult, arrested