Wednesday, December 26, 2012


The door looks like a person, a tall person
Standing there and staring at me
All my friends are far away in various cities
And I miss them a lot
It’s a wretched feeling when you don’t know what you’re feeling
What fancy ideas you harbor for yourself!
Don’t know what you’re feeling! Pooh!
Don’t be a jackass
You have you, you has you, you had you
Don’t be a bore
It was so nice laughing like mad in the evening
The door is just a door. Looks like a tall person! Bah!
Get a life
Its alright. You’re alright
Tomorrow will be fun
Nobody likes being happy more than you do
God knows that and you know that too

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