Don't ask me how I feel today
I'm likely to tell you
Spill my heart all over the floor
You stand there stunned
Covered in gore
You didn't really want to know
Just being sociable
But I'm broken here
Held together with wire
and bits of tape
So for both our sakes
It's better if you just
Don't ask
About Me
- Andrea J.
- SF Bay Area, California, United States
- At 53, I'm supposed to be a grownup, y'know...but I don't wanna! I wanna go play in the sunshine, I wanna write and sing and make art and not worry about bills and rent. I wouldn't mind working if I didn't have to do it all the time, but that isn't how it goes, is it? I'm the breadwinner; my disabled honey (whom I love a lot, btw, and I don't know how I'd live w/o her) and the cats are all counting on me to provide, and I haven't hit the Lottery yet (not for lack of trying), so off I go....
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