I am spinning in circles out of control Feeling like I’ve lost my soul Trying to hide in this crowded place Where noisy chatter echoes through the space
These days making small talk is torture for me Just another green mile of pain and misery Exchanging greetings, my safety net for sanity Obliging smiles with awkward laughter silently.
I’m selective when it comes to extroversion, Making sure my presence gets shown with discretion. But when I look up and catch a familiar face My heartbeat stops as if I’m freezing in time and space.
Every afternoon I take a walk alone aside Where everyone’s dressed in their own disguise I put my best smile on, just in case I get seen But then I do nothing more than nod, Asking – “Hello, how you’ve been?”
These streets are like a circus stage Where everybody has to play their part Of strangers, Oops! I forgot your names Let’s catch up again when the ringmaster tames
Fake smiles and feigned laughter Whether greeting acquaintances or strangers We make small talk made to fill the void As time alludes to the worries in our minds
It’s like a weary dance around a stubborn fire. A resolution to never look each other beyond our eyes It’s like we’re dancing around the naked truth Playing pretend so we don’t break our fragile pride
Instead of slowly dulling away our personality It would’ve been better to plea for originality A shallow life and world we’ve learned to live in But at least now we know what it takes to fit in
Small talk, everything’s alright. No reason to validate wrong and right Fake smiles and laughter, yeah, I understand The importance of keeping up with the social band
But these small talks are torture for me Just another green mile of pain and misery Exchanging greetings, my safety net for sanity So I try my best not to be rude as I walk away quietly.
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