I followed you around
I watched you from afar
I went throughout the town
even sat in my car
I keep it together
if I like it or not
I am all together
except for this one niche
I feel all together
although I'm really caught
I was all together
but the pieces never fit
if you'll never be mine
I don't think I could live
together would be sublime
if I once had the courage
I am down and confused
I wallow in self-doubt
is there any reason
to be this incomplete?
I keep it together
if I like it or not
I am all together
except for this one niche
I feel all together
although I'm really caught
I was all together
but the pieces never fit
why am I incomplete?
and scared to even speak?
you're the piece that's missing
but how could I convince?
i'm your benevolent
stalker waiting by the fence?
That is what happens when
you see you're incomplete
why am I alone here
to scared to even speak?
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