An unexpected joyous time

And I'm feeling shame, feeling failure, feeling a great sense of lacking

How did I get to this place when I was trying so hard to not budge an inch

And you came along to draw me out--and for what?

What was the purpose of all of this

Now I'm left with a wasted sense of restlessness

Not comfortable with myself, sitting in my own skin

Don't know what to do with my hands

Never know what to do with my body