The Unaddressed

Lying on the floor, no comfort found The not right noises all around Contemplate the ease I had before No comfort found lying on the floor No word of praise, just not impressed My friends say matters should be addressed Perhaps it's I who do abrase Just not impressed, no words of praise You're in the wrong, someday I'll explain I don't understand why you cause me pain I'll just ignore you til you change your song Someday I'll explain, you're in the wrong To be unseen, to be in the way It's hard to know then what to say I exist in the space between To be in the way, to be unseen