I'll do anything i can do to save,
myself from becoming a lonely man cooking in his microwave,
at my rarest i'm brave, confident and bold,
yet at my norm i'm a coward whose best has been told,
doubt myself eightfold, overthink overthinking,
the balance is even between intoxicated and sober thinking,
overthink even just blinking, so why would i think myself
good enough for anyone? hide feelings on my bookshelf,
then share with anyone else, post to the world,
i write when i spin to make sure i don't hurl,
always some girl, always so different,
always falling head over heels in an instant,
then looking down on my existence as inconsistent,
can't grab hold of what i want in the distance,
so just this once, please let me have no expectations,
let me break the pattern of my past heart breaking situations.