"Feeling Weird"

When I'm "feeling weird", please don't laugh at me,

please don't chuckle to yourself, please just let me be.

Please don't force an answer, please don't pull and tug

at my broken heartstrings; but please, give me a hug.

Because I can also "feel weird"; it's not only just you.

So when you say I'm "feeling weird", I'm really feeling blue.

There doesn't have to be a reason, there doesn't have to be a time,

but when I'm "feeling weird", the bells don't always chime.

The days aren't always sunny, although it's shining high,

and nights aren't always starry with a cloudless, moonlit sky.

So ask me once more, if I'm "feeling weird",

 if I am becoming what you once were, what you now feared.

Tell me again, how I am not stressed,

that, not exact words,"I should not be depressed".

Tell me again, how "feeling weird" should not be a thing.

Tell me I can make a phone call if I can get on stage and sing.

Tell me that my "feeling weird" is such a grief on you.

Trust me, friends and family, it's grief upon me, too.

So, if you ask if I'm "feeling weird", and I don't say a word,

my silence hurts me more than it hurts you...

that should be what's heard.

-LJ

18 & 20 April 2016