Things To Keep a Conversation Flowing

I would like to pay attention for once Not to zone out when their talk is low A long time ago, sitting by myself I vowed to keep close range with myself Said; better to accompany the soul Than to be lost to the rest of the world With that being stated how dramatic the events One begins to take themselves far away Sitting with the masses yet kept alone Biting down on pursed dry lips A smack of bad manners to drop silence Hope no one can smell my true intentions Not to be lonely as I feel Like one flower clinging to a life Where all others like it have disappeared Yes, In an invisible box Closed tight and big like loose tongues Dark and hallow like a rumor Everything is scary and tense--...politeness They think me to be rare and precious It would turn them down I am not I am not a follower all the time Sometimes I can lead my way out the world Just aimlessly drifting with a cusp of air Higher, higher than my mind So far up no fear just euphoria