I've always said that it's easy to write when your depressed
but how can I be sad when your so festively dressed?
How can I be sad when I know you're in my play?
So how, of all times now, am I supposed to know what to say?
How am I to be gloomy when all I can think about is your smile
and wanting to just hang around you for a long while?
How can I write about angst and loss when I don't know how it should feel
since out of almost all of my past you seem to be the most real?
How am I to be depressed anymore since I've come to bask in your smile?
How am I supposed to be the one who sad since you fill me with such guile?
How am I to be the murky one when you cleanse me whole
and how am I to be soulless when you fill all the lacking in my soul?
I blame you for my writers block, I blame you for making me truly happy
even though I'm sure this is somehow going to come off sappy
But I don't care anymore, about my past, about my sadness
since it seems you've filled me with that love's madness...

05/22/1999

Posted on 12/16/2003
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