Conclusion

Now I’ve made sense and untied the knots the mist lifts I visualise what I could not events long gone and by now by all forgot scenes of confusion which seemed lost from plot But now I understand and move forth accordingly I don’t give a damn who hears my recordings see I’d rather make a new plan than put old into order For you to stand wasting time that I can’t afford to Lose, when they get confused by my story it’s amusing failure to make sense of scenes and who I am accusing Back then just the same they said I fake that I’m moody They Bond for reassurance have a laugh and call me Looney Now I’ve learnt who my friends are and who turned from me I’ve realised the way things went and who was burning me and though this is a late response it all holds relevance because however long ago it was evidence is evidence Friends ain’t friends if they say you fake your problems I see it all now and am offended cuz it’s not on to claim I make it up when the period was so long the group not hearing then now can’t see the bonds gone The fact of the matter is you did what I wouldn’t do to you you still don’t know stood looking confused so now I have to come back and explain it to all of you what’s the point mate, cheerio to all of you