55. Touché
I see why are we in this path,
worn out carrying this bag of conceit which you could have let go,
I carry my own bag of ego,
I cry in this very corner of my home,
passing through lord knows how many absurd thoughts,
Rust here than rather trust,
how are you so dumb and heedless,
I'm literally by your side bearing this weight but you forgot,
I cry in this very corner,
People leave often, and often do they leave me all alone,
this is the situation of my heart right now
but you won't understand cause I make a good point always
and you hate to agree with me,
doing something stupid like the exact opposite,
Touché to the twenties.
Now I'm giving my unsolicited opinions on the internet,
nobody's here to listen or shed a tear,
his friends criticise me with a packet of chips in their hands,
even if you are here all you do is listen to pretend,
but baby you don't have to.
people are made of feelings and emotions,
worn out carrying this bag of conceit which you could have let go,
I carry my own bag of ego,
I cry in this very corner of my home,
passing through lord knows how many absurd thoughts,
Rust here than rather trust,
how are you so dumb and heedless,
I'm literally by your side bearing this weight but you forgot,
I cry in this very corner,
People leave often, and often do they leave me all alone,
this is the situation of my heart right now
but you won't understand cause I make a good point always
and you hate to agree with me,
doing something stupid like the exact opposite,
Touché to the twenties.
Now I'm giving my unsolicited opinions on the internet,
nobody's here to listen or shed a tear,
his friends criticise me with a packet of chips in their hands,
even if you are here all you do is listen to pretend,
but baby you don't have to.
people are made of feelings and emotions,
how you conviniently switch from selfish being to being selfless,
I guess you are not even thoughtful to think through about stuff and things,
but you won't understand cause I make a good point always
and you hate to agree with me,
I have left behind all that's my reputation,
cause I have been here, even when I didn't want to be my own friend,
doing something stupid like the exact opposite,
talking to that guy you should avoid in your twenties,
Touché to these times.
Girls give each other a hard time, don't like boys either,
living in this damn nation of seeking attention,
we might not be best of friends but we better be in this world,
the times will pass dancing to taylor swift songs,
time till we realise we're on our own,
we have been all along,
just cut from different piece of cloth,
I'm tired of acting all man,
worn out carrying this bag of conceit which you could have let go of, so see why are we in this path,
I carry my own bag of ego,
I cry in this very corner of my home,
Touché to losing friendships, touché to being grown
Touché to these times, and touché to having no clue.
I guess you are not even thoughtful to think through about stuff and things,
but you won't understand cause I make a good point always
and you hate to agree with me,
I have left behind all that's my reputation,
cause I have been here, even when I didn't want to be my own friend,
doing something stupid like the exact opposite,
talking to that guy you should avoid in your twenties,
Touché to these times.
Girls give each other a hard time, don't like boys either,
living in this damn nation of seeking attention,
we might not be best of friends but we better be in this world,
the times will pass dancing to taylor swift songs,
time till we realise we're on our own,
we have been all along,
just cut from different piece of cloth,
I'm tired of acting all man,
worn out carrying this bag of conceit which you could have let go of, so see why are we in this path,
I carry my own bag of ego,
I cry in this very corner of my home,
Touché to losing friendships, touché to being grown
Touché to these times, and touché to having no clue.