those of you with open ears you know i've got a bit of a situation
and it's been a couple years down here, and i'm the first to admit i'm in hibernation
this coupled with the fears it makes it f**in clear that i'm in need of a transformation
and i'm getting dusty, and it doubles up the years and that's reeking desperation
thus, i been on this mission, and it keeps ending so very unsuccessful
but gotta try to keep ignition, wishin, even in the face of this stressful
stuff. so with my disposition no ambition means i'm gonna be pressed for
luck, and in my condition intuitions telling me that its best to give up
oh so poor mr misunderstood
you say you're giving it up
you know i wish that you would
it's that oh so poor mr misunderstood
you say you're giving it up
why don't you just give it up now
oh hey its the internet, a viable source
i send out messages of the reply-able sort
yet any old reply is reliably short
i suppose real dolls will be final resort (ugh)
i'm damned if i do, and the same if i don't
i could spam my pursuit, that's kinda lame, guess i won't
in the meantime, these conversations flat line
keeping on the lookout, never quite catching that sign
but that's my, own ineptitude
and that's why, it's only kept me screwed
and i wish i meant that in a good way
i'm left wondering just what the f** i that should say
call me antisocial, man i'm not gonna argue
humanity well i find it kinda hard to
deal with, and you could love hate or feel this
in the digital world i'm searching for the realness