Courtesy Of Blurryface

I'm Only Human, I've Got A Skeleton In Me

"Are you okay, Tyler?"

"I'm fine.. Can we just go to Musical Analysis?"

"Sure.. You have to lead the way, I don't where it is."

"Okay." I walk toward the Musical Analysis class.

Everybody gets in their seats.

"Welcome back. Today, we are not going to sit around, talking about chord progression like last year. Today, we will ask each one of you, individually what music means to you and why it's so special."

No, I'm in the 3rd seat in the front row and Jenna is in the 4th seat in the front row as well.

"Jenna, will you trade seats with me?"

"Why?"

"I don't want to talk."

"Well, Tyler, you have to-Tyler, what are you talking about? Music perhaps?" Mr. Owens, the Musical Analysis teacher interrupts Jenna and I.

"No, I was just.. I was just asking Jenna to trade seats with me."

"Hm.. Why do you like music?"

"Wha-Why-Why do I like music?" I stutter.

"Yes, why do you like music?"

"I like the tune."

"Why do you like the tune?"

"I just like..." My cheeks start to fill with fire.

"Okay, let's try this. Do you like bands?"

"Yes, very much."

"What is your favorite band?"

"I don't know.. Probably Mumford and Sons." I respond.

"You like Mumford and Sons?" Jenna asks.

"Not the point." Mr. Owens says.

"So, why do you like Mumford and Sons?"

"Because I like how the main singer.. Sings."

"Do you have any attraction with the lyrics?"

"I don't want to kiss the lyrics, Mr. Owens."

"You're being too literal, Tyler."

"I am?"

"Yes, very. Now.. Is there anything you like anything about the lyrics?"

"I don't know, I'm only human, Mr. Owens. All I have inside my body is a skeleton, blood, and water. Not common sense or intelligence."

Mr. Owens looks at me weird, "Moving on." he chuckles.

Why does he expect so much from me? I am only a human, I don't have telekinesis.