Compliments make me uncomfortable
Am I allowed to say I don't agree
Without making it seem like I'm feigning humility
Or deeply insecure?
I am fine, I promise
But I still don't know what to say
My voice is okay, yeah I lost some weight
But I think that it's strange
To comment on anything that I can't change
Manners are lost on me
I find it exhaustingly pointless to be so polite
I'd rather just fight
Get it out of your system
So we can move on
I can take it I'm strong
Birthdays are bogus
Yeah I hardly notice
Another year comes to an end
And I know my friends and my family's only my mother's
She lets me know about all of the others
And I'm sorry I don't know the days of the week
That alone when you came to the world so to speak
My truth, I care about you, just not on a day I'm especially s'posed to
