I just wanted to enjoy the day
Sitting on the bench
Glad I'm not in the drench
From the heat
Talking to people is so neat
But when you only start a conversation
To get my number
It only makes me feel number
To certain situations
I hate to assume
So that's why I don't easily partake
I'm trying to avert myself from the fakes
When you leave me here
Realizing you only wanted something out of me
It puts me into defeat
It's happened multiple times before
Tired of this deplore
This heart tries to vehemently roar
Positively.
It's definitely a fight