If I want to be a nice person And not leave an argument unsolved Do I keep my strength? Or decide to resolve? I should not chance my luck But it seems like what I do Should I be a butterfly and fly? Or be a crow and coo? I never really listen to myself I’m just influenced by others I go without thinking Instead of sparing a moment to ponder I say what I’ve practiced for two seconds God, I begin to stutter I should’ve chosen the butterfly And learned to flutter They look at me wacky Like I couldn’t have a clue They giggle and talk While I stand there like a fool Run, run, run is what my brain tells me My mind doesn’t take me far I end up stopping against a wall I’ll make sure to think furthermore