She called me pretty so I had to confess
That I am not smart
She decided I am smart so I said
It doesn't matter
I am not ambitious
She said I must be, why else was I worried?
And I didn't know where to go.
If I can't fix my hair
Constantly
What will I do?
What will I do?
She has moved on to much better fodder
Coffee table conversation
Our friends are discussing important things.
I am inside my head, I can hear the clock,
Ticking
Slowly, but fast as soon as I stop thinking about it
My friends around me don't seem to care.
I sit with them but I'm not really there
So I look at my phone.
And I've been here before.
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