Emma

I don't really know what to do with myself
I've been here all day and there's no one around
I watch as she sits looking distant, I feel
Her boredom as it grows and reaches for her throat
If she doesn't fight it soon- she'll never get back up

Three cheers for life, I feel at the moment
Maybe I'm a little too drunk to be talking
I said hello, but there wasn't a person
on the other line to tell me to get better soon.
I'll be fine

She wanders the desk, is she looking for something?
I'd help if I could, but I don't seem to care
She leaves almost angrily, I think she heard me
She's not as human as me, is that fair?

Closing Stanzas are always outliars

Conversations are laid back
I trust you, you make me laugh
It's a deal, I think we should be friends
I have to say that at the least
crazy kids are interesting
wearing skirts with jeans and splitting ends

Searing pain or just a shiver
Radar blinking, mental sliver
something isn't right here and I think that we all know
If I tell you, would you listen
keep me safe or at a distance
Maybe it's a test for you or maybe for us both

He has morals and he's charming
If you cared, that'd be alarming
And he likes me, that's one thing he has on you
He's respectful, most amusing
He's a champion and he's losing
I'm too secure to be sucked up to, and I'm way too far gone too.

Conversations are revealing
with him more than you but *feeling*
doesn't let me try to catch his eye or fight for his attention
do I find you so apealing,
I think that you've been stealing
my attention, I might mention
you've been on my mind since last friday afternoon