I don't have to wonder why
I set the bar this high.
I always feel compelled to impress,
Take how I talk and how I dress.
It's the only way for me to swallow
These flaws that leave me hollow.
When the pressure builds I fall short,
Like the time between my quip and your retort.
I wish I could just be,
Unaffected by the judgement I might I see.
You're already there so you'll stay the same,
But if I changed I'd risk our game.
You deserve a girl who doesn't care about charades.
I hope you greet her
When you meet her
Before back into the crowd she fades.