Come up and see me, make me smile.

At work tonight:
'who is that old guy in the other van?'
'J'
'he said that you never smile'

I didn't know that, I thought I often did.

My kind of boss told me I seemed quite flat lately.
That I did know. I just said yes I am.

I'm going through yet another friendship
break up, his choice, but also mine.
I don't like rules in a friendship.
I don't like anger and bitterness.
And I certainly don't like being told I have no loyalty,

Don't tell me who I prefer to hang out with.
Especially when I helped you to not get beaten up.
I'm a peacemaker, but I don't have enough fight left
In me to heed your ruthless disposal of friends.


Least I can be bored at lunch time now.