People
People.
People seem
to like me
And I don't understand it at all
I am bewildered and perplexed
and I do not know
How?
Why?
What is there to like?
What are they after?
I think,
Are you this fucked up that you don't believe that anyone could like you?
And the answer seems to be yes.
Yet I function and live
I'm happy
I have love and I live
But I guess as someone who's afraid
Waiting for the punchline
Waiting for the rug to be be pulled.