Sometimes I feel like I do not belong in this world and I know you'll understand because you get that feeling too.
Life is nothing more than something we have to get through.
Society judges us every day. Even though we're all going our own way.
There are questions over questions; How should I behave?
Is standing out stupid or is it brave?
Do I look cool in that outfit? Or is there something else I should buy?
Am I too quiet? Do I seem too shy?
Do I talk too much? Do I overshare?
Should I stop texting people every day? Or should I show I care?
It's like everyone knows what to do and expects me to do the same.
And if I act differently I am weird, still, if I'm trying to adapt I am just lame.
But it is different to spend time with you.
I can be myself. It's never overthinking what I am supposed to do.
When it's just you and me,
When there's a smile on your face, your hand on my knee,
When I'm smiling back, leaning against your arm,
It just feels like there won't be any more harm.
Perhaps, I can act shy or I am taking things slow, but don't get me wrong –
When I'm with you the world sometimes starts to feel like a place where I actually belong.
And like I said I know you'll get me, you said that you are overthinking too,
But maybe and just maybe, when you're with me, you feel the same way that I do.
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