I may seem crazy saying this, but haven't I always been? Sometimes laughing at everything keeps the tears from being seen.
When you're in a lonely, crowded room with people who love to chatter. And conspire and gossip about anything, like you're not there, you don't matter.
Bring out your smile, and dazzle them with an un-containable mirth. With your sunny disposition, entertain them without remission and show them your pitiful worth.
And when all is said and done And you're all out of "fun" Get your noose out of the closet
And then shock recognition And threaten damnation Then kick out your chair of salvation
I might just get some flack because of this.
“We of the craft are all crazy. Some are affected by gaiety, others by melancholy, but all are more or less touched.”