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