Apathy

Looking around at twenty-two And so tired of myself around you Maybe I don’t fit your ideals anymore Or maybe I just grew up into a bore I knew that I shouldn’t call you But in this light we are all blue I just want to feel like I'm Neatly designed Like a telephone pole I want to feel whole Do you want to go on a date Or would that be hard to orchestrate When you close your dreamy eyes Are they even close to dreaming of mine You could take me and my apathy Turn us into clarity