One day, my friend asked me,"What are you doing?"
And before I replied, I thought,
I'm not exactly moving I'm never standing still. I'm not under the weather I'm not taking those pills.
I'm not yet ready I haven't prepared my things. I'm not lying to you I have nothing to sing.
You wouldn't call me needy I'm not in a bad way. I haven't made my bed I have no plans today.
So I said to my friend, "Not much - How about you?"
Glen Wheeler April, 2010 |
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