It’s fine, I’m fine
Keeping up appearances
is an old friend of mine
He has crashed on my couch
Many times before
Like an unwanted guest I can’t let go
Whenever I step out
He walks right in front of me!
And when I try to speak
He filters my words with his sieve
It’s fine, I’m fine
Keeping up appearances is the pen *and* the paper
And I’m trapped in my own design
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