When you’re driving next to me.
I feel as if I’m hexed to
Avoid the man I’m next to
Although part of me would see
Who it is that’s next to me.
I think I cut him off about a half a mile back.
I’d much rather avoid him and his audible attack.
If I slow though, he will slow, so know I’ve found the need for speed
But he mirrors me and it fears me since I can’t get a good read
On “who is this guy,” and why would he try to annoy me so much
When I’d rather lose him, turn and confuse him and such
To avoid these paranoid scenarios
That won’t even compare to those
Random experiences I have in real life.
I decide to look over and see my wife.