Tenderly

I’m not a morose type
I’m not a depressed character
Done with this chapter
I’ll try to find a way out
My mind tends to jump around a little
I never felt right in the middle
You always see the worst in people
Wrong time, wrong place
Can’t breathe gotta make my space
Maybe that accounts for my personality
A little nervous but… tenderly
My mind tends to jump around a little
I never felt right in the middle
You always see the worst in people
You can’t get along with anyone
You ignored it for much too long
Out of step with the world