I ought not admit this, I don't think, but you could almost swear you had written this about me. Except that nobody has ever liked me much and that I don't claim my life is perfect i just tell people I don't have problems. I wonder how many figure out that I'm lying? Anyway it's a very good poem and devastatingly true.
I don't know if today is a good day, or if yesterday was, or if tomorrow will be, but I'd like to think so.