her smile was bittersweet
but it might’ve just been me
or more likely the not-completely-ripe orange
that i chose to eat this morning

every turn i feel like im going to cry
everyone is looking at me sour
but might’ve just been the not-completely-ripe orange
that i chose to eat this morning

i could’ve waited just a bit longer
until the orange was ripe
but it had already been plucked from the tree
would it ever be sweet

what could’ve been so good got ruined
i didn’t want to waste its only chance
to be something amazing
and now my mouth is all bittersweet

the not-completely-ripe orange
that i chose to eat this morning
left a bad after taste
made everything around me miserable

but after that taste is gone
all the ripe oranges taste even sweeter
it all seems more beautiful
the bittersweet is now just sweet

nothing is good all the time
life is not always good
we must feel
and move on

my choices are my choices
i chose the wrong thing
not quite ready
the both of us

the not-completely-ripe orange
that i chose to eat this morning
left a bittersweet taste
but made the rest of the oranges sweeter.

– the scelitoon