Expert

You know what it's like walking Around by myself stargazing Can't tell which stars are real, and which ones are just staring Back at me, caring That one star in space In the makes But you wonder why I'm walking Introverted expert I don't say I like or don't I can't escape this dark hole I'm damn strapped to this pole Keep the repetition going, though still have a soul Walk past me like I'm coal, keep steppin' around that mole Frustration in progress I'm updating the process I'm keeping up with the prospect, not giving up quite yet Let's bet I won't regret a single word that I put out Keep your doubts, running full of gunning find me down Though I'll find my way to come right back around Listen deep to how I sound, or just keep up with your damn doubts I'm done with your thoughts for now Sometimes my strength is endowed Sometimes I take your thoughts all at it's costs, and I write em down