When I Get Back on My Feet

Someones always forcing me to deal

With some nonsense they made up in their head

I know that i should listen and i try

But sometimes when i am tired i forget

And they’ll say ‘Saeed?’

I’ll say ‘what do you need?’

They’ll say ‘I swear you must have some type of ADHD’

I’ll say ‘where’d you get your degree?

since you know everything’

I’ll show you what its like to be made small

When i get back on my feet

I’m in the alley

Taking a break from a first date that I have

She says she’s got a man but its cool

They’ve got an arrangement where I can maybe hold her hand

Then i must go quiet

Like i withdrew

I never know exactly what my faces do

She says ‘Dont be so close minded’

I say ‘I promise Im jus bored

In a minute I’ll have you feeling so adored’

When i get back on my feet

I always have an inch left

You know me man I always have a plan

I just stay as quiet as I can

And hold on tight something will show up in my hand

I hold onto lots of things

I hold the line

I hold a pillow when theres no duvet at mine

Some say i talk too much

Some say i talk too little

I’ll show them on the day i find the middle

When i get back on my feet