There is no person on Earth
who has never read a poem to a microphone alone
just to say, “I thought you'd show up,
I said really great stuff”

I should've gone cliff diving in 2011,
but I woke up sick that morning
Thought I was tougher than that,
tough as unpacked snow on a caroler's back
Whether it's escaped or behind the drapes,
I can't see the opportunity
You'd think the good times would wanna be seen,
pretty as a picture in a magazine
pretty as a picture from your late teens
“It could always be better”
I've got a wanderlust and a misplaced trust
in the nature of adventure
It's a vague thought, but I'm stuck in it
It's a life with a dream, then learning that wasn't it
When I was 17, something wiped me clean
like a big as life eraser
At 25, my thumb's in the air
A year for each arm of an octopus
I guess it was a little bit obvious
I've gotta spend some time by myself

If I called you
and I told you
I've been crying every day,
would you think I learned a lesson?
Would you think it's just attrition?
If I called you
and I told you
I've been crying every day

There's a forward line and a line behind
and two others and left and right of me
I'd say crossroads, but they've calmed down
Every end's dead, I'm always turning right around
Pace around, polyglot, Tetris, eat a lot,
write in writing journal
I might call a friend, I might not
Is this an educational opportunity?
Is this what it was like when my parents had me?
Hope you'll buy that I'm busy
There's always a point where I'm starting a journal
when I hope it lasts forever
Then moments lapse and weeds that blossom
Start to grow farther than forever can
I hope that age brings something I'm missing,
puts blush on every blemish
Starting and stopping and sleeping it off
I feel like a kind of comedian
I feel like a kind of comedian
like a kid again, almost

My time in the hospital 5 years back
is 5 years far too long ago
I loved it so much, even too much
Learned a lot, breathed, and avoided human touch
People say I can't run, people say I can't hide
They don't know what I can do
But am I running? Am I hiding?
Can't make a scene at a workplace
Gotta face the day with a straight face
Talk to you later

If I called you
and I told you
I've been crying every day,
would you think I learned a lesson?
Would you think it's just attrition?
If I called you
and I told you
I've been crying every day