I like how it works that way.

Everything goes wrong and don't know what to say.
I like how it works that way.
Walking around
Not making a sound.
Trip over a rock and fall to the ground.
In pain and don't know what to say
I like how it works that way.

People stare at me as I walk by.
Making me feel like some creepy guy.
Do they even have a reason why?
So confused and don't know what to say.
I like how it works that way.

Yet I'm still here
I made it to this year.
Little by little things are becoming clear.
If there is one thing I want is this.
To Exist.
and to have
Plenty of good days.
I can look back at this and laugh.
Then I'll say
I like how it works that way.