Who’s Ya Man?

I don’t really know anyone else that’s doing it better than me.
Not really.
We all pretend.
Make out.
Look-like.
Keep face.
I still don’t really know anyone else that’s doing it better than me.

They’re coupled up–
or they’re not.
They come replete with big bags of advice.
They say things.
Loads of things.
Often really fast and all at once.
They don’t mind if you tune out–
they’re used to it.
Their eyes flicker and they’re a bit nervous underneath it all.

They post comments.
Or they don’t.
I’m talked about.
Or I’m not.

I work hard.
I sleep well.

I still don’t really know anyone else that’s doing it better than me.

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