"If I'm crazy, then its true. And its all because of you; but you wouldn't want me any other way."
Oh, Billy Joel, you really do know everything.

I'm happy.

I'm not sure what's going on, I'm not sure where I stand, but I'm hopeful, and I'm happy.

I have written a few more. Here's one.

Insecure and obsolete
The heart of a child
And a mind just as weak
Can't face herself in the mirror
Without a kiss from you
Even she finds herself to be a stranger
Too much riding on that call
Just to hear your voice
And catch her fall

Out of place and without haste
To find something different
She's alone until she sees your face
But wishes for independence
She used to be so proud and pure
So elegant and free
Now she lives for someone else
And wishes just to be

Stepping back and carrying on
She found herself again
Lost herself inside your eyes
But can still follow her plan

Head held high and steps so sure
She's found herself again
Love is her only cure
And she smiles all she can