Manners

There is such an awakwardness is manners , one could be still waiting to know if she should get in the car yet.

See manners are golden , shall , may , how come.

There is such an awkwardness in standing polite , while others embrace comfortability.

There is a grace in manners yet a rude altitude, manners are strange to me.

They leave me in a puzzlement , from different races , family's.

I find my manners constantly tripping me up.

Ah I always splip up the word fuck.

There's such an awakwardness is manners you must admit.