i thought i was better than men, utterly
as i live my life taking a slight different from the common
by measuring things through and thoroughly
here and there i find myself thinking
figuring which box i'd choose next
fear of stepping at the wrong foot
but then came linda
a white silhoutte travelling at speed of light
stealing everything on her path
on the way to my heart, mystifying
her smile past through my multihued disguise
left me with nothing to hide
now, thinking seems a bit bias
every step feels vulnerable
i surrender myself to over-exposure
there where i find myself
sitting amongst men
the stupid one