Guess folks always ask how I keep it all together,
but they don't really know how I'm hurtin' inside.
Guess gals always ask how I make it last forever...
I'm really just a joker, I'm a prayer that's been denied.
But I fake it really good,
I ain't got no other choice.
Yeah, it should be understood,
I'm just lies inside a voice. Sending
out
this big warm howdy, taking
all
these spunky hotties home...
they tell me I'm so wonderfull
they tell me I'm so wonderful
but I'm just a broken child
and a lying midnight smile.
Don't believe in me,
Don't you think of me as anything at all.
I'm nothing but a big warm howdy,
and that, my dear, is all.
This is lyracle enough to make a great Country Western Song and sad enough to break your heart. It reminds me of a meeting at a Country Western Bar or any place of gathering for socializing. A geat read with much honesty I fear. One day that special someone will touch your heart enough that A Big Warm Howdy for you will become forever.
Loved this one from your talented pen.
Blessings,
Lesa