Months of Chances

Months of chances

Depended on strategy

Months of chances

Defending only me

Efforts to speak

Rely on being polite

Only offer numb stares

When the mood's at its height

There are chests beating quickly

For no nice reason

What was once in my head

Was something misleading

Months of chances

Been given to call

Months of chances

Haven't used at all

Spent all the goodwill

Gained growing up

Ain't being praised anymore

For just showing up

Will find friends

And be introduced

Won't fumble the words

While forming an excuse

Let me sit in a group

Many chairs in the lobby

Plenty more in the cube

Months of chances

Most likely to be around

A more familiar sight

A more proper noun

Months of chances

To grow proactive

Months of chances

While you grew more attractive

'Kept using jockstrapped humor

My investments are a threat

Couldn't realize how complacent

My world was before we met

Your whole life dedicated

Empowering better gatekeepers

'Til no more patronizing bitch tits

Have their hands on the leaver

Months of chances

Trying not to pigeonhole

Months of chances

Given to enroll

It's not about changing

To be something different

It's about when it's helpful to repent

It's about feeling different

It's not about holding envy

'Cause what you have is so rare

It's about ridding any doubt

That there is good out there

Let me drive around houses

Where I once knew the residents

Before they escaped with their spouses

Months of chances