I have those days, now and again,
When I feel crowded in.I need to fly off by myself
Until I’m sane again.
I wonder if it’s about age
Or if it is just me,
But there are days when I’m the one
Person I want to see.
I like the silence that I find
When no one calls my name
And I can spend my day my way
When my time’s mine to claim.
But before long I realize
That solitude is fine
Right up until I miss the joy
That makes this chaos mine!
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