Circling The Circumference

All around the alphabet to hide a sadder tale of someone sad at Circling the circumference, show me the way from the periphery But everybody is wrapped in a warm embrace with their arms Around the answers while I'm wrapped up in my own rigmarole Because I can't have that in my life But soon I'll find, I won't have that in my life Right or righteous? I can't say, another day, another dilemma Don't have the time, thirst, wish, itch or urge to fit Or that's my story and I am stuck with it I can't have that in my life But soon I'll find, I won't have that in my life You're deep in conversation, where you really swim And in the shallow water, I'm the first one in, a straight-forward answer Is out of the question, why her whole body joins in? In the way she smiles but it's all too much of a muchness for me I can't have that in my life But soon I'll find, I won't have that in my life I'm the man who missed a sitter, the pearly-gate crasher The king's new clothes hanger, skeptic kind of s*cker Straight man gone solo, drunk or canned laughter I'm sorry, what was the question again?