You may race me at Mario Kart and you'll probably always beat me
the marijuana that I've tried almost always makes me sleepy.
Social anxiety is something I still often experience as a grown up.
Cigarettes contain carcinogens and make me wanna throw up.
The dualistic Christianity is was raised with is disturbing,
Platonic and gnostic thought ought of be weeded out, my wording
Could be better but I've never been as poetic as I'd like to be.
I hope this doesn't make anybody be less nice to me.

It's nice to see, you please believe, you're the cutest one in town
If I ignore you I'm an idiot, but please remove that frown,
I'm scared it's 'cause of me, it doesn't mean you hate me but you might,
Oh sweet Medusa, I'm not used to you, you gave me quite a fright.

Oh sweet Medusa I'm not used to you you gave me quite a fright,
The light inside you used to draw me close but now it's just a light.
Like every other incandescent glow I see each every damn day
The disappointment in her own life, it seems to have a way
Of taking itself out on every person she interacts with
Don't ask me for dirty details if you want those ask the blacksmith
I won't condone his gossip but I guess I will point you his direction,
If he starts talking bout me, please don't believe him use discretion.