I'm supposed to be free.
I'm supposed to be myself again.
I'm supposed to be very lucky.
I'm supposed to be happy.
So why am I so sad?
So why am I shaking?
Or why is the bottle empty?
No no ... don't cry. I'm strong. I can be strong.
I am happy.
I believe I have someone who cares.
Or a few.
I want to believe.
Its not just belief.
It is the fact.
Are the facts.
So STOP SHAKING.