Leaving Before Supper

Too close, and I feel it’s time to change stances from hello to I’ll see you after a while.

It’s the I.N.F.J in me, reflection.

Constantly asking if I am moving wisely.

People who I’ve thought about, are too heavy tonight.

Spoken too much, been too loud, possibly too proud.

All I counted on mistakenly measured, imbalanced calculations.

Instantly I don’t want to be wanted anymore.

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