Wednesday, October 06, 2004

My life is alright.
I'm stable.
I'm good.
With or without you.
Don't be silly.
You know exactly what you are doing.
You've called the shots.
I don't think I'm left with a choice.
But you gotta work whit your surroundings right?
Camouflage the feelings and emotions.
And pain.
That's what I'm doing.
That's what I have been doing.
Let the truth fade into the background
Where I could pretend it didn't exist.
The thing about backgrounds?
They make the picture.
It was quite a pretty picture.
I've had to erase it.
I spilt the paint today.
Didn't mean to, slip of the tongue.
Slip of my mind.
But I'm still good.
I'll live.


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