People often say
they wish the were me
If you could be me
Then maybe you would see
How much it hurts

You don't see
the pain inside
All the tears
I've cried
All of the fears
I try to hide

They say I'm funny
And pretty too
If I'm so wonderful
Why am I always so blue
It must all be lies
Cos it's definately not true

If I close my eyes
and count to ten
will things go back
when I was happy
and free of women and men.

Sometimes I think
I'll just get away
Althought there are always
reasons I have to stay
there things to be done
and games to play


Penned by my hand on the 11th of Khepary, in the year 93 MA.