How Goes It With You

In that place between the life lived and as you'd have it? I mean...How are you? All the tics do tell. Bet the socio's smile to that, blend blending, until; and some never give a damn, some say they don't, and the rest lie, like me and you. Because caring is dangerous, and no fun of funds will hedge it, a known unavoidable risk, like breathing. Sorry for the 'til tell. It's just I run with neural lemmings.