FixXxer
Bluelighter
What were you expecting?
Constantly projecting,
directing me to perfecting
Thinking I should be genuflecting
Resurrecting your self-selecting
Did you assume I'd be unsuspecting?
What are you protecting?
Say you're not attacking
while electing to be endlessly objecting
If I'm detecting the need to be inspecting
why are you neglecting to need to be respecting ?
Injecting your confidence infecting shots
Now I'm reflecting a lot
and I'm connecting the dots
The thoughts you are lending to intending
pretending you are defending
Bending my words to make them offending
Blending the endings and sending misunderstandings...
The battle unending with your unrelentingly condescending
Still I'm extending my hand in hopes of mending
problems, pending venting without lamenting
But your impending ascending has a tending
to have yourself expending energy
to render me an enemy
Where's your empathy?
You believe to know my mind better than me?
Jealously calling me boring,
because you're the one that's snoring
Zealously state I'm unhappy,
cause you cant find joy in laughing
Embellish the idea I'm lazy,
since sitting still drives you crazy
Label me what you will, baby
Run of the mill, mentally ill, a daisy,
maybe a pawn, daffodil,
chill, a moron
and so on and so on
still ... it takes one to know one
Constantly projecting,
directing me to perfecting
Thinking I should be genuflecting
Resurrecting your self-selecting
Did you assume I'd be unsuspecting?
What are you protecting?
Say you're not attacking
while electing to be endlessly objecting
If I'm detecting the need to be inspecting
why are you neglecting to need to be respecting ?
Injecting your confidence infecting shots
Now I'm reflecting a lot
and I'm connecting the dots
The thoughts you are lending to intending
pretending you are defending
Bending my words to make them offending
Blending the endings and sending misunderstandings...
The battle unending with your unrelentingly condescending
Still I'm extending my hand in hopes of mending
problems, pending venting without lamenting
But your impending ascending has a tending
to have yourself expending energy
to render me an enemy
Where's your empathy?
You believe to know my mind better than me?
Jealously calling me boring,
because you're the one that's snoring
Zealously state I'm unhappy,
cause you cant find joy in laughing
Embellish the idea I'm lazy,
since sitting still drives you crazy
Label me what you will, baby
Run of the mill, mentally ill, a daisy,
maybe a pawn, daffodil,
chill, a moron
and so on and so on
still ... it takes one to know one