When I’m Happy Be Worried

Just a call

was all it would have taken

Just a letter

was all you would have written

…to get me out of this.

 

I admit, I made it hard for you

I was hard to reach

In a sea of success and admirers

It was all a ditch

Too hard to climb out of.

 

The more I struggled to tell you

The more you didn’t understand

But the signs…the signs were all there

My laughter, my jokes, whenever I shook your hand

They spoke volumes I just couldn’t say.

 

The darkness is all around

I see it engulfing me

It’s a lonely place

I see it calling me

Just this last time…this last time,I will smile for you.

 

 

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