Half Empty

Things are different now and then.
Everyone expects a friend.
Must be able to blend,
or at least know how to follow the trend.
Definitely not me..

Things happen slow.
Everyone avoids a foe.
Someone to fight the flow,
or at least know how to hit the torso.
Sounds nice to me..

Some said i'm bitchy,
some said i'm lovely.
I'm just half empty..