We’re both stuck in limbo,
Wallowing, feeling melancholy.

Though this is our only connection.
Two lost souls, looking for affection.

I’m not sure what you want,
but if it helps, you can still have me.

Paths trail in every direction,
Spreading out like an infection.

Not what you’re looking for,
But I can still give you company.

They’re so obsessed with perfection,
No wonder we fear rejection.

Just forget about them,
Just be who you really want to be.