I get the feeling I'm perceived as less than pleasant
Not undeserved but overwhelming all the same
I stop to tear the leaves off bushes as I pass them
I swear I'm harmless just not terribly urbane
Unaffected and depressed rotate in bursts
Still undecided as to which that I hate worse
Do you value motivation or contentment?
Was never one to seek out happy mediums
I think your smile is the first thing I'll remember
When all that I had hoped for finally drowns
I tried to sing but when I think of you I stutter
So I retreat to the stability I've found
Timing is everything I've often heard them say
Equal parts understated, painfully cliche
I wish I knew you now you have all these convictions
It seems you know now how to fight for things you love