Let it go, I know.
I think too much I think.
Would you sit here with me now?
Sit and stare, don’t blink.
Or take me out, don’t doubt
That I can make it through
The night without wondering
About the things I do.
And worrying that I
Don’t have it figured out,
I was never good at puzzles
Or mapping the right route.
Or making up my mind,
But oh I can be kind.
Too bad niceness won’t buy
The answers to these whys
And wheres and whens and hows
And whos and whats’ now,
So I could just move on
As decisions would allow.
I guess that now you might
Just keep me in tonight.
I think too much I think.
I think that I am right.