Fit-in rooms are full
They busy making me
Look like a fool I didn’t
Realise that I am losing
My roots it raged me I
Ended up kicking the wall
And hurting my foot.
Whilst all I wanted was
To be cool.

I was attracted by a
Distant gleam, I was
longing for that piece
Of fading glint I wanted
The sparkle to give me a
Sense of identification
But I ended up settling
For self-destruction

If being in a fit-in
Room is relevant then
I want to be irrelevant