Can't always pick your problems

But you can control how you react

Honestly not even that

I don't care

But I'm still mad

If I detach-

Myself at the head

I'll at least be further away

I'll still carry him around

Just in case he might eventually have something to say

Tricked into leaving early

Set an alarm for a few years out

If you get tired of waiting

It's okay to just go now

Waggle dance, whale song

I think I'm getting the words wrong

Latent soul tell me your secret

Nature's blind but I can see it

Turning over a new leaf

The texture is coarse and ugly

Those with eyes fight their reflections

Disguised as antics in confusing pamphlets

Hand them back

Might have been an important sign

But I didn't ask

Tricked into leaving early

Set an alarm for a few years out

If you get tired of waiting

It's okay to just go now