I’m a wishful thinker
And I’m really good at pretending that I’m fine
And I’m clumsy as fuck,
I will straight up forget to love you sometimes
I’m a lightweight drinker
I’m really bad at holding my own hand
And I’m lonely enough,
I will do just about anything that I can
To understand you
And I’m ok with that
I’m a problem-finder
I’m really mean when I feel like you’re leaving me
And I worry too much
Inside my head is nothing but casualties
I’m floating somewhere
But I feel the weight of the places that nobody goes
And I don’t share too much
But if you were a stranger I’d tell you my highs and lows
Are you ok with that?
I’m ok with that
When nothing’s together,
I change like the weather,
My world is ending but then I feel better
I’m not where I thought that I’d be now
But somehow,
I’m ok with that
I’m ok with that
Who I was, who I’ll be
I’m the sum of the in-between