Silly Sometimes

Sometimes I worry about my hair
Yet I pretend that I don’t care
People think that I don’t understand
That’s why they can never be my friend

I watch as love grows and dies
But I like seeing them just try
Somebody said that there’s no love left
Cause taking some would count as theft

I used to say that I was fine
That I need no one to be mine
A person placed a heart in my bed
Asked me to become theirs instead

Something I tend to forget
Like promises that aren’t kept
I dreamt of futures that weren’t true
Then made up another one so new

Sometimes I worry about my clothes
And how the world I see unfolds
I don’t want to just be someone else
Cause then “I has no stories to tells”

Do you worry just as I?
About thoughts that just fly by
I’m not sure if you could comprehend
What was going on through my head