Apathy

Looking around at twenty-two

And so tired of myself around you

Maybe I don’t fit your ideals anymore

Or maybe I just grew up into a bore

I knew that I shouldn’t call you

But in this light we are all blue

I just want to feel like I'm

Neatly designed

Like a telephone pole

I want to feel whole

Do you want to go on a date?

Or would that be hard to orchestrate?

When you close your dreamy eyes

Are they even close to dreaming of mine?

You could take me and my apathy

Turn us into clarity