Did I set out on the wrong foot today
that wherever I go, I spell dismay.
Is impatience your middle name,
or has being with me led you insane?

What do you want me to do
when I don’t even know what to choose
out of the 24 shades of blue?

Yes, I have my head up in the clouds,
and I keep running away from the crowd.
But aren’t you people being too loud
pushing me for a single nod?

Stop asking me to ponder
‘cause here I still wonder
whether I should breathe no longer,
or stay afloat the water.