Saturday, October 20, 2012


More than little awkward

Living mostly inside my head
Never knowing how to fill awkward silences… just quit while I’m ahead?

Why do I get so tongue tied, when I have so much to say?
Or think of the perfect, funny comeback belonging to a convo had yesterday?

My mind is a resource made up of a thousand parts
From hard knock lessons to street smarts  

Yet sometimes kicks in a little too late
No problem, no issue, no need for tissue, just don’t care to participate 

Bearing no ill
Just lack of skill 

Maybe a lack of finesse
Embrace the awkward I hear them say, perhaps it’s time, I do my best.

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