Quiet One from Chris by Big Nothing

I’m impatiently pacing through the floor
Because I’ve been consistently bored since I got here.
I’m a blunted piece of steel that starts to rust
Like the fatal flaw in us. It’s in the waiting.

Because we’re never sure so we sit still and just wait for more
And I take it. Yeah - and I hate it.

I stop and start because I don’t know what to say.
And I know that that’s just not OK, so I’ll find something.
I’m a missing part. A slowly dying art.
I feel like I was nothing from the start. I feel like I was nothing.

I stood up straight and I bit my tongue.
I called myself the quiet one while I waited.
Yeah - while I faded.

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