Hides the truth. These are the things called parables. Or poetry and cryptic prose. I won't read them, not the way I wrote them. No wonder most people don't enjoy my poetry.



I will NOT tell you, I am lonely, or am of little worth, or think of silly things. Because it's silly to tell them to you. I am NOT supposed to be of these things. Be happy!



And I must. Mustn't show my weakness. Then please read on. There'll you'll find it, not that I want you to.



Everything sucks.