It Was My Last Act Of Love

So I Began To Think Maybe It Was True That When You Were Married And Had Children It Was Like Being Brainwashed, And Afterward You Went About As Numb As A Slave In A Totalitarian State.

I Have To Live My Life, And It Is The Only One I’ll Ever Have.

No, I Won't Try To Escape Myself By Losing Myself In Artificial Chatter 'did You Have A Nice Vacation?' 'oh, Yes, And You?' I'll Stay Here And Try To Pin That Loneliness Down.

Happy! That Is Indefinable As Far As States Of Being Go.

I Am Myself. That Is Not Enough.