I'm there green air as i twirl my curly hair
one speaks to me i want to flee
to the warmth of my home i want to retreat
words used in ordinary conversations
lip biting, awkards movements
how i control and patient my social motivation
I know what you said to me
stalling to know how to respond to thee
Ouch, was that right?
did that sound pleasing?
Sometime behind my back will they recall this time and begin teasing?
Green air is now clear
and I am Free