Not Right.

This don't feel right,
For a Saturday night,
I don't know what to do,
About these feelings inside.

I need to sort myself out,
Before it happens and i find out,
That the time is too late,
But i can't turn back now.

These problems i encounter,
Create gaps and get wider,
But if i build bridges,
It'll take longher to reach her.

She made me feel important,
Like nothing else had importance,
Now it don't matter,
Cos now i'm not important.

I'm a background person,
I'm not needed for a well done,
I sit there ignored,
Because i'm not "The One"

I need to do something with my life,
That takes effort to strike,
To show i'm moving on,
Without a hesitation in sight.

I need inspiration,
Like a writer in motion,
Accurate like clock work,
But smooth like the ocean.

I'm not alright,
And neither are you,
This don't feel right,
On this Saturday night.