self serving and simple
do let me count the ways
i smile at your dimples
and tromp through your space.
woefully edgy for all the wrong reasons
caging yourself off from unfamiliar seasons
stick to the script! that's what they scream
they say that it's easy to be ripped at the seam
cautiously call out so you can take care
but always be reliable, even if it's without flair.
cause the world won't listen to your sad lament
unless you're beaten, broken, and energy's spent.
not that i'm saying - here, hold my beer
but i'm no longer cloudy, it's all crystal clear.
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