Just here to make an appearance
Forgot how you all are so dense
Fake smiles, cheap glances, delayed advances
Insincere hi’s, taking turns telling lies
Look at me, look at me, see how I’ve matured
Hear about what I’ve endured
Condescending- just pretending that I care
About your past ten years out where?
Shifting positions
Trying to use my inhibitions
Fidgety limbs
A million distracting whims
I don’t want to be here with you
But its obviously the polite thing to do
Its an uncomfortable situation
But I accomplished my mission
Now I gotta find a way out
I still gotta make my rounds
A million others try to catch my sight
One by one I get through the night
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