I expected a storm
I expect ed/it to form
Except I wasn't warned
When will I accept that
Things will get better
Me and my fam
We're rejecting perception
Ejecting direction
Perfecting rejection
Messy inflection
(with messy retrospection)
I am hoping for love
Though not dependent
Building my trust
In the pendant
When will I see Liniker
And have my world tour?
When will I accept
That things are good?
When will I accept
That things are good?