Can't think- it's been a slow day
I'm sick, I don't know why
don't know what happened, or what to say
but I might as well try.
Got up in the morning, for one thing
check my email, before you're gone
maybe the mail i send you will bring
a smile to your face, before long.
Sometimes I wonder
Why do I keep breathing?
when the emotions under
my skin are seething.
Yet now I feel nothing at all
not happy, not sad.
Nor can I sleep- it's all
like a dream.. a passing fad.
Soon I'll wake up and live
smell the flowers and feel the love
instead right now I am a sieve:
everything passes above.
Tomorrow I'll try again.
Tomorrow I'll be above it all.
Tomorrow I'll be flyin'
far far away.