inte ensam

I'm getting older
Everybody around me acts all sober
Lookin' poker faced
I started losing hair at the corners
Matter-of-fact, I looked up top
That whole border's jacked
Nobody's gonna chauffeur me anymore
Whatever this is, we all go through it I guess
It's just awkward
I'm not a hundred percent comfortable with
The rate that everything's developing at
It's just a little overwhelming at times
I'm dealing with hella shit to process
It's new data daily
There's really no preparing for this thing
Or, maybe it's mainly just me acting strangely
Just me facing the challenge
I doubt it though
'Cause I met thousands of people
Seen something similar in their faces
It's like the outlook is changing
I think it's called bein' a man in the making
It's burnt, I like pralines now
Long walks solo, where I can sort my thoughts out
Just what I've been taught to date
It doesn't gel well with the way that I've been feeling these days
That's coming from a ton of angles, hella places
I'm really not trying to make a political statement
But just in terms of internally inside
I'm at an interval in life where it's a turbulent time
And I could pretend that it's all good
And that I shouldn't put so much on it
Let it sit and just settle itself
Stop acting all sobby and sentimental
Besides everything's perfectly fine
But here I am on this balcony
With my thoughts just traveling randomly

- Lyrics Born, "Balcony beach"