I'm gonna break out of my shell,
Run into the evening sun
And decide to live on a ray of light.
Don't come for me
As the talent I own
Is too blinding for you to even see.
Keep your hands in your pockets
And somberly walk away.
Please don't make the attempt
To understand my unusual style.
You are better off
Just going your own way,
Picking your paths
And eradicating the qualms thrown
Delicately to sway you.
You are a love of mine,
I try not to hurt your tender feelings
But your sensitivity
Leaves you an easy target for hurt.
Backwards as you walk
And turn around to leave me,
Blindingly sitting
On a simple ray of light.