So I Said, "I Guess Things Are Alright"

Sternly He Replied, "you Just Sit Tight Kid"

One Thing Still Bothered Me, But I Never Did Bother To Ask

I Couldn't Figure Out The Words

Expressions And Words

They're Nothing But Letters

Emotionally Illiterate

Severely Inarticulate

I Don't Know How To Tell And I Don't Know How To Ask

But I'm Alright

Am I Sheltered?

Am I Trapped?

Was I Saved And If So Why?

Why Did I Get This Chance?

Will I Be Able To Use It Right?

I Might Blow Up Sometimes But You Know Things Are Alright

I Might Complain And Bitch But You Know My Answer Never Changes

Everything's Alright

In The World You Made I'm Doing Aok.