So damn nonchalant, you sign up for your battles
Focus unshackled from altered angles
And time spent wondering and weighing up designs
Caught in conjuring an air of inattention
For all the faces around the table
Are you done gathering your validation stockpile
Injured, shy twice, defensive mood
Put up after heavy storms of misfortune
Isolated collection of your
Fallacies and anomalies, under the hood
Curt and condescending, every single time
I tangle with you, there's always an angle
While you're squandering away our tiny chapter
Feigning common ground to pave the way to laughter
Until you tire your appetite for
Cultivating those arrays of empty pastimes
Injured, shy twice, defensive mood
Put up after heavy storms of misfortune
Isolated collection of your
Fallacies and anomalies, under the hood
Furtive hold on your intimacy
Forgive our dry lips for questioning
How exclusively we came to be
A sounding board for your posturing