I cant sit on the fence

Walking where there's broken glass
in bare feet, not expect to bleed
jay walk in traffic, forward dash
just foolishness, to just proceed
 
Storm watch from the harbour wall
the foam and spray engulf
those boundaries, and say well, that's my call
and never heed results
 
To speed in a restricted zone  
joy ride a stolen car
individuality or just a clone
here lies a moral question mark
 
I cant just sit upon the fence
I have to speak in her defence
MY lover, lets fake no pretence
a bond of missing common sense