When you come looking for me, and find me crouching in a dark corner
Won’t you come sit by me, just sit, and be still with me?
It will last only for a while – this silence, this moment we’d have then
No words from you are needed now; your presence means so much more
As you take my hand in yours, you may find that mine trembles
Don’t let that upset you, for I want to feel this way sometimes
The occasional blue makes life somehow more real
Too much joy makes me feel plastic
In this corner, in this little space and moment we share now
I feel more alive, and no longer afraid
Welcome to my world, I quietly say to you
Now you’re a part of it, and I feel safer and saner than ever before
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