Teetered on the perfect noose,
A dusty grave I did intend;
But followed me did my sore wound
Around like clouds, all the same.
Bet ya think I'd learn by now
About all the things that test
Your very best, your heart-
Any other part worth saving in the end.
There's this quiet lonely that
Surrounds me mostly. It's not so
Bad as you would think... Well
It's easy, anyway. Only I
Can't drive me crazy. Only I can
Keep me from another collapse.
But sometimes it is nice,
When I want some trouble,
But just a little. Hard to understand
The man I am sometimes.
I don't go to movies anymore.
But I'm optimistic I will one of
These days.
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