Awkward At The Bar

Yeah… Mengkol in the building tonight,

Steppin’ out the comfort zone, under neon lights.

I’m awkward, I know, but I came this far,

An introvert soul — chillin’ at the bar.

I’m here for the show, not the crowd, not the hype,

Just me and my Coke, no shots, no ice.

Everybody with they friends, talkin’, laughin’, makin’ noise,

I’m solo in the corner, just observing all the vibes.

It’s dark in the room, eyes hurt, little strain,

Social battery low, but I’m playin’ the game.

Hoping like the movies, some stranger might slide,

Say, “Hey, what’s up?” but nah, that’s just inside.

Awkward all the time, but I’m used to that,

Still I showed up tonight, and I’m proud of that.

Tight black dress, yeah, I’m feelin’ hot,

Even sittin’ wrong spot, next to loud-talkin’ squad.

Smellin’ cigarettes, ugh, nose say “nah,”

But I’m stuck in this seat, middle chair at the bar.

See somebody that I know — oh damn, surprise,

Overdressed version of myself tonight.

Half an hour waitin’, still no band on stage,

I keep checkin’ the time, 9:45’s my cage.

I need that music quick, don’t make me stay late,

I came to chill, not to tempt my fate.

Yeah, I’m awkward, but I’m real, that’s the deal,

Every thought that I feel, put it out, let it spill.

Social anxiety heavy, but I’m still here strong,

So clap for the quiet ones who still tag along.

Awkward all the time, but I’m used to that,

Still I showed up tonight, and I’m proud of that.

Introvert vibe, yeah, that’s who I are,

Mengkol in the corner — still a star at the bar.