The house of mouse

The place were insanity meets mice....how strange.This is the more often then not boring story of my existance.Apart from the crazy, sometimes confusing and stange things that could only happen to me.

Sunday, October 21, 2007

I'm fine

I’ve never been good at hiding things
Even though I try
But ask me straight what is wrong
You know I’ll tell a lie

Concern is all well and good
I guess it means you care
Sometimes I just wish you’d see
That I don’t want you there

So I don’t smile all the time
Last I checked that wasn’t a crime
And I find it lame I’m writing
These stupid words of mine

But it’s got to come out somewhere
It might as well be here
A few words laced with meaning
But there is nothing to fear

I’m not suicidal
Things just get me down
And it might not seem like it
But I’m better when you’re around

Not that the pain
Would feel so out of place
But I’ve better things to do
Than leave a bloody trace

So thanks for all the worry
I’m really not worth your time
It’s just a mix of things
Labeled under fine

I can’t seem to form the words
Ironic, but that’s life
Until then, it’s your support
That eases any strife

I’m sorry for looking distant
Or going off on my own
It’s friends like you that remind me
I’ll never be alone.

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