I’ve got dilemmas
They were slightly felt at first
But now they’re visible
Metaphor after metaphor
They start to get more literal
I thought I solved a few of them
Turns out it was too few to end my problems
And you never know bout em until you got em
I thought I had it handled up until I lost my grip
And I slipped
Fell faceflat on the concrete and cut my lip
And I slowly came to realize
With each drop of blood dripped
Thatproblems cause problems
And they’re never gonna quit
I need some higher help
I won’t get by on helpful tips
So I sit here
Waiting for my situation to flip
I hold the door open for you, I don’t get a reply
Your friend says nothing either, you both must be shy
A very long procession of silent women walk by here
It seems to them my common courtesy was merely required
And now I’m getting kinda pissed but here comes another
I go to grab the door again cause I am a decent brother
But this girl says thank you so I tell her she is welcome
Sometimes for gentlemen these words are heard seldom
- BMD
I didn’t really know until I tried it out
I should’ve done it earlier because I’m waiting now
Everything else that I’m doing just slows it down
I’m still waiting while sitting on a floral couch…..