I feel, somehow
lost
changed
confused
not unhappy
just. . . different
please please me
I feel good
but I don't know why
and I don't know why not
I feel melancholy
like a rainy spring day
yet I'm holding on to a piece of the sun
there is a brighter tomorrow
I don't know why things have to change
so I preserve yesterday in a little blue bottle
but it doesn't always make me feel any better
so please
please me
- April 18, 1985, A.D.
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