Sunday, February 20, 2011

I know what you mean

I get tired and upset. And I'm trying to care a little less. When I google I only get depressed. I was taught to dodge those issues I was told. Don't worry, there's no doubt. There's always something to cry about. When you're stuck in an angry crowd. They don't think what they say before they open their mouths.

Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag and bury them beneath the sea. I don't care what the people may say, what the people may say about me.
Pack up your troubles, get your old grin back. Don't worry 'bout the cavalry. I don't care what the whisperers say, cause they whisper too loud for me...

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