Looking out of a window
I could free myself
And be out there living
But I wouldn't be myself
If I wasn't here thinking
I've never been happy without sharing
But I can't be a thing without me
And this is how I socialize
The addiction that I occasion
Distracts from writing as I have it
Experience is my evasion
Life abuse, or it's just my habit
Sitting alone in a full room
I could free myself
On that beautiful girl
And I've spent more time a bachelor
So I not only want to tender the choice
But I can see the worth that's there
And pay the price in even trade
So I regret my words falling below me
'Cause single's a drug
That's messed with my mind
And though it's broadened my awareness
I'm unaddicted
The addiction that I occasion
Distracts from writing as I have it
Experience is my evasion
Life abuse, or it's just my habit
Though writing can seem a prison
I could free myself
From this odd self importance
Of thinking my words matter more than my life...
