Dead free
It’s ok you don’t have to stay.
Don’t worry, I know it’s better this way.
It’s ok you don’t need to care. The darkest times in my life I faced alone, no one was there.
It’s ok what I say means sh#t.
I can talk to myself anyway, I understand there’s no room for me to sit.
It’s ok over fifty years have gone by.
I’m used to feeling like nothing inside.
It’s ok I’ve been laughed at before.
Otherwise the strange little me is so easy to ignore.
It’s ok no one wants to know.
Don’t you feel bad to let go.
it’s ok I’m probably better alone.
I can’t face new faces anymore.
It’s ok don’t think about me.
I’m off to quieten my mind dead free.
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