That sums it all up!

Since I can't seem to find the song, the poem to suit my needs, I wrote it myself.


Whatshisname

I wished I could distance myself from everything and everyone. 
No, I wish time stood still while I sort shit out.


I'm not metal enough
I'm not arty enough
I'm not bargainee enough
I'm not classy enough
I'm a bit of everything though


And I sing my love for that guy who was merely just a passerby in my life to anyone who'll listen.
And there's no other way. Denial won't work, so I gotta spit it out.


But when will I run out of "love"? cause thoughts and words keep comin'


I think too much.


"Friends" keep feeding my addiction/affliction
Cause I like Whatshisname, still.