She picks her head up once and a while,
and maybe gets a little smile.
She is partial;
she likes the sidewalk,
every wrinkle filling up with chalk.
Confidence was prominent,
confidence was contagious,
uninvited she walked in.
Nothing could've prepared us.
We couldn't believe it,
every now and then she gets a little bit.
She nodded off then,
and didn't wake up till three weeks later
in a nice place.
Where everyone comes in little boxes,
they keep their heads up, that’s my synopsis.
Convenience was prominent,
confidence was contagious,
couldn't understand a word.
Coming from the speech therapist,
I don't like your tone of voice!
Don't give me your attitude, keep it locked up.