The complex simplicity of human interaction
You see the smile
You see the tear
But not the anger
And not the fear
The milk's been spilt
The fish has died
But yet you ask
If I'm alright
You offer me a helping hand
A shoulder here for leaning
But sadly you do not realise
That I don't really want it
To know how I truly feel
A mile has to be completed
In my size 8 flip-flops
When you have size 9 feet
