When the world ends...
Talk to me about it. Take me aside. Ignore me and just spill it, I will listen, and listen carefully. I will never betray you or leave you without saying good bye first, and of course promising to be there later. I have stronger emotions for you than most think. Most see me as a person who does not take any thing seriously.
It is called a distraction. I use humour to hide life from me. To hide the horrors, and so I look like a clown. Inside I am really not. Not at all, and I am willing to take that make up off and throw the red nose off a bridge for you. Just so you can see me.
You have to promise me that you will find a way. With or without me how to live. I am perishable. Your happiness is not. Your happiness lasts as long as you do, and is found inside you.
When I was told happiness was found inside I did not believe it. It was lies to make you think you could be happy. I thought happiness was just a simple chemical reaction causing you to not feel like the scum of the Earth, but in reality, it is the truth. Happiness can be found in every single person. Sometimes it is as simple as just looking at a situation and laughing about it later, and other times you can just sit down and look at the positives and guarantee an educated equation out of it.
In my case, I should not be sane. I should be taking anti-depressants.
I found a way to lighten my mood and life, through humour of course, which made me look like a fool.
You have me. I will be there, even if I cannot talk, even if I cannot be there right next to you letting you fall asleep on my shoulder, I will still be sympathizing for you on a whole different level.
It will be ok. I will be there for you just to make sure you make it through, just to catch you. I want to help. So let me.
... I will still be singing my song.