I can only imagine how this must look to you: thin as a rail, frail, pale, and moving at a snail's pace across a crowded room, stuttering, and soaked in sweat.
I swallow all of my regrets while I b*** my tongue for all the things that I've never done, or that I thought but never said.
Some people make an art of watching life pass by. Not me, I watch the watchers, I'm that far behind.
With so much time and effort growing up, you'd think I'd take the time to grow a spine.
You would think I would've at least f****** tried.
I can only imagine how all of this must sound: mumbled and jumbled words stumbling, tumbling from my awkward, clumsy, and b**bling mouth.
Thoughts forcing themselves out in words, composing incomplete sentences. There is no sense to it. They're likely better left unheard.
Some make a science out of keeping their heads down, but I've one-up on them, because mine's buried underground.
With so much thought put into what's been said, its likely best if I don't make a sound. I'm better off fading right into the background.
It's not about self-doubt or deprecation, it's more about knowing my limitations, and learning how to crawl between all my destinations, and learning to be patient about my frustrations.
I swallow all of my regrets while I b*** my tongue for all the things that I've never done, or that I thought but never said.
Some people make an art of watching life pass by. Not me, I watch the watchers, I'm that far behind.
With so much time and effort growing up, you'd think I'd take the time to grow a spine.
You would think I would've at least f****** tried.
I can only imagine how all of this must sound: mumbled and jumbled words stumbling, tumbling from my awkward, clumsy, and b**bling mouth.
Thoughts forcing themselves out in words, composing incomplete sentences. There is no sense to it. They're likely better left unheard.
Some make a science out of keeping their heads down, but I've one-up on them, because mine's buried underground.
With so much thought put into what's been said, its likely best if I don't make a sound. I'm better off fading right into the background.
It's not about self-doubt or deprecation, it's more about knowing my limitations, and learning how to crawl between all my destinations, and learning to be patient about my frustrations.