Well I'm 28 I missed you, sorry I'm late Work had me deep in debate Deciding whether we should celebrate My absence has been pestering me Festering inside With no engagements in sight An aptness to romanticize So I've been working quietly Taking baby sized steps Bulking up my defence claims I'm still trying Not shooting for stars Can barely aim at the clouds Crowds growing flurried and douse me With the sweetest eulogies Oh jeez take this with ease Life is but a breeze And I hope to appease I'm on my knees I've been working quietly Quench your thirst you'll be nursed It's anatomy It's you and me There's ought to be More