I am that awkward date

That's always a little late

I can't advocate

For myself and the traits

That I have on my plate

I think it's just my fate

Or who I am . . .

I am wholly neurotic

My thoughts are quixotic

You can't follow my logic

Cause my thinking is toxic

My existence is off topic

I think it's just idiotic

Or what I am . . .

I am deep space

I type in lowercase

Never heard of personal space

So I head straight to third base

I don't live at a pace

I think I'm just out of place

Or just a total basket case