I'm not sure of

Anyone, Anyone

But I've got plans

I'm not asking

For everything

But sure I could

Use a hand

Get a little anxious

Sometimes you'll be gone

And I'll be left behind

Get a little nervous

Sometimes it'll be my cue

And I'll forget my lines

Get a little lost look

As I'm staring from

The corner of my eye

Never really mastered

This interest

I can't see how

The way that you leave me alone

Makes us close

I must be out of touch

I won't ask you

To give up on the things

That seem to keep you gone

But I can be gone too

Feel a little sorry

Sometimes you're not here

When I am writing

Feels a little awkward

Sometimes you won't talk

But we're not fighting

You hold onto your secrets

And I'm not privy

To what is on your mind

But I can't help but feel tired

So tired

So tired