Condescending

Paraphrasing praising sentences to everyone around
Silhouette above my head has gone away
But I just forgot your name

I've looked close enough
To every deeds and flaws
(I've come a long way)

Rearranging plans, we're scouting trends
But honesty is nowhere near the top of it
Reaching out or to reach in to one
I'm figuring out what I can't figure out

Suffering..
We beg attention
We are suffering
We've done so much today that
Someone will miss the way we talk
Miss the way how we messed things up
We're suffering
We beg attention

I bite my tongue
I bite it to not to sound too condescending
I've done too much things I can't handle
When I didn't know will I be able to
I hope someday they'll miss me