So Serious, Not Serious

I swear I'm the socio in some unfortunate's path, awkwards my excuse and my anxiety's my fuel to seem a certain way.

I guess I got the creepy factor down like it's the truth, I'm not gonna sit here and say how wrong you are when I find your confidence creepy to the least I could stammer and say.

Yo, is this how to speak cool?? It's exhausting just to think how cringy I sound using lingo, I'd hate to think what you'd think reading what I think about thinking in social environments like a party with a pool.

I spent my time from kid to adult playing games, reading, and teaching myself with all the formats behind closed doors more than just how to sing.

Oh God this got serious didn't it?? Maybe I should write about how anxiety stops a flow but it seemed obvious in those bits. I'd hate to lose to the things that are like bad neighbors telling me to be quiet, hold on a second I need a moment to feel how silent.

Never mind, because I'm already tapping my feet, it's getting me like a look alike robber to the trash, that's the right metaphor I believe.

God is this expression even working out? Probably about as well as my breathing right now, people think I'm creepy and thinking on it I got this dark sense of humor that I like to show. But where's the composure? God where is the posture? Two feet ain't enough to stand on when you're looking like the Tower Of Pisa