It's not your fault

Posted by SgtPepper | Posted in | Posted on Tuesday, January 13, 2009

You think he's fine, he looks fine. He's been weird the last week, but you know that just like a lady, every new moon or so, he's not so much himself. And he looks like he's fine, with all his ups and downs, and you look at him and overall you think he's glad. He has a good life, with great friends and people as yourself. You rely on him, and you think, at least consider he relies on you. But he doesn't

And even if he seems complete underneath that crazy man suit, it's because that's not the core. You think he's fine because he makes you think so, you think he's fine because he tells you so. And to be honest, there's no way you could know, it's not something you're supposed to know, it's not something he expects you to know. So it's not your fault, yet he's lonely, and empty, and shattered. You can't help him because he's hiding, you can't reach him because he's away. He appears to be here, with all his ups and downs. But he's far away, sunk in the downs.

He is lonely and desperate for someone to be there, in that island of cold desperation, yet is not your fault, because you don't know, you have no way of knowing. And while this happens he knows he can come to you, he knows his loneliness could end, but he prefers to stay alone. Away, from you and all the others, away from himself, but it's not your fault, you had no way of knowing it.


[are we now into the minimalist posting? perhaps...]
By I'm the penguin

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