Ugly Day

So... Is that's really all there's left to say I don't have it in me to sabotage another Saturday I don't have it in me to start the same conversation maybe I need to spread out my circle I crave conversation I crave the laughter I'm able to get out I crave the social life but I crave solitude and silence a bit more for all I get are the same replies I despise for all I get is the same generic questions 'How are you', 'What's up' Didn't we just cover this a minute ago I don't know, you tell me I need more people in my life or I just need to sink like a stone to the bottom of the oceann sleep for awhile... I don't know for even then I'd think I'd bore all the fish in the ocean What am I really running from driving everyone away What am I really afraid of besides the ridiculous like snow, like clowns, like jellyfish What am I really afraid of...you Another you... What am I really afraid of... another day to take me by the hair and throw me into a ditch leaving me battered and broken What am I really afraid of... waking up and realizing it's one more ugly day What am I really afraid of... becoming just a stop sign down dull avenue at the corner of parties and celebrity gossip Irrelevance Welcome to my life Dull Avenue where random is said to be a really ugly thing on this ugly day