I'm stuck here with the thought I'll never find something to grasp a better state of mind. You go right ahead, chase your smile. I'll just stay here maybe a little while.

Have you wanted, to be wanted? Do you feel shame to be alone? Do you need space, far from my face? That idea I can't condone.

I just threw my line in a time of need, I'm hoping for love in a digital sea. We're all being vague, somewhat removed. Attention falls as I know I'm anxious that I'll see them on the street. Looking at me and my two left feet. Out here in the sun I cannot hide my regular face, an ordinary life.