Sidewalks Interlude

Sidewalks are too narrow for 3
They represent reality
Laughing at their inside jokes
A forest of trivialities

I stare at the space in front of me
Created by 2 bodies
We started off on a good foot
How good can a group of 3 really be?

But I don't mind
So long as I'm checked in with sometimes
At least on gravel roads there's space
So I don't feel left behind

I'm just tired of pretending
I'm okay with being on my phone
While you 2 chat away
And dismiss me as alone



Credits
Writer(s): Callum E. Wilsie
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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