Wednesday, March 4, 2009

whatever number i'm up to

ever felt like you just don't want to be?
that's what's happening to me.
i can't find a point, don't you see?
why get up and pretend to be happy
when i only want to cry continuously?

i get up each day, with nothing to do,
just sit and klutz a whole day through,
cause no one needs me, (that's nothing new)
and when i call (maybe even when i call you)
people are busy, and i feel it too.

so here i sit, alone, again
as i will be tomorrow, and i was then.

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