Arbitrarily Conscious

We wait, see which way shit's going
We fake like we don't be knowing
Talking a bit 'bout the ways we growing
See which ways we 'bout to lead
Unless the logic supersedes
The weak of will concedes
On a quest to retain your breath
When the instinct tells it to leave the scene

Love, it fills me up
Every time it does it hits a bit different

Yo, though
The one thing that we're taking away from this waste
Is that the time that we take
And the value we choose to place
On everything is arbitrary
When you stop and you think
Is this inherentness so glaring?
It doesn't seem that's the case
It's all these hang ups
We choose to allow to progress
Surrendering our own control
And allowing each stress

There are times
We try to hide our pain behind our fists
There are times
We try to mask the fact we're hurt with a fit
There are times
It's other people who are starting this shit
There are times
Perhaps, we need check ourselves, and that's it
Just face it
That's the way it goes
We all go through these times then leave 'em

Love, it fills me up, she leaves
Once, this killed me
It was that kick in the ass that had finally made me
Now I'm who I am

Chalking it up as a bump in the road
The way I once looked back on those summers
Always making a chance at a played romance
It won't last
No chance
Shrug don't make such a scene
Never knowing who would get to grow up
Who would make it
Who would leave
The tells we learn to look for are not really based on anything
They're just other made up things
They're just said cause they're repeated
Don't stand up, please remain seated
If your status is 'defeated'
Leave us

Love, it fills me up, they leave
Once it hits me
I know it will be worth it
Can't wait to see who I will become