I could pretend that I\'m OK
But what is the point
If you don\'t care.
I should be worrying about tomorrow
But all I can think about is anything else.
Pictures on my wall
They remind me of better times,
Sadder times,
Safer times.
I don\'t know which kind of time it is right now.
I\'ve lost count of how many days it\'s been
Since you\'ve been gone
For a while I thought it\'s for best,
Then I realized I was wrong.
I could pretend that you are here.
Listening to me.
I could pretend.