Peeking through the window

Talking to myself

I was feeling normal

Letting my hair down

Too insecure to try

Too covered up to feel

I'm getting complacent

You are on my heels

Abstract

Listening to white noise but I won't shut down

It's normal

Interviewing myself while I pace around

Rambling in circles but not down the drain

Holding onto people who don't know my name

Wrapped around your finger, living in your shade

Dangle out the window 'til you notice me

I'm in isolation

Everyone is dead

Talking like I'm normal

Turning shades of red

How's my presentation?

I fit in the group

I was feeling normal

Was I seeming normal?