Travelling with HS

I'm not stupid, I understand that it would be
convenient. If I was better at conversation.

I've learned to master the skill throughout
the years: small talking, but after an hour or
so I mentally die.

And I try, I try, I try, I try, but I can't help
but loving more. When being on my own
and watching everyday lives. And I try. I
try, I wish I wanted to go see local churches
with you. Or to go clubbing where the
young ones do. But all I really want to to is
watch the everyday lives.

My friend, nothing is ever the matter with
you. I'm glad to see it, but I don't believe it.
You won't have to worry, I'll soon have
figured you out. I won't tell you when I
have, but I'll find your weak spot, your
weakest spot, oh I'll find it.

And here is mine: I try to pretend that I like to
be part of it all. And that I enjoy going out with
you and you and you and you.

And I try, I try, I try, I try but I can't help but
dreaming of sitting by myself and watching
everyday lives. And I try, I try, I try, I try
but I just want to spend more time with my
mind. It always surprises me every time. And
none of you ever do it doesn't mean that I don't
love you.