I feel like everyone is having a mini
Atomic bomb explosion in their lives.
And there's me
And that One Guy,
Standing in what seems a fallout shelter.
But I want to be there for everyone.
But does that make me nice?
Or a pushover?
I don't know.
And I don't care.
I say that a lot,
But people never think I mean it.
I do.
I really truly do.
I don't care what people think.
As long as people are happy.
With some happiness leftover for myself.
1 comment:
You know its a new feelign to start reading these again and find that I haven't been in them in a long time.
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