Crying*

I have been crying but some might see them as crocodile tears or just  liquid insincerity. Only I know what my feelings are and those who might debate it probably don’t know me as well as they think they do.  My life has been a series of hellos and f**k you Jacks mainly because I don’t say goodbye and let people go when its their expiration date.  I let people walk all over me because I don’t want to hurt their feelings. Instead I take their s**t and hope it won’t stink a little later.   

*Inspired by Don McLean's version of:

Crying