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Cure the Alone

It’s been so long since I haven’t been on my own,
I used to be sitting the warmth of someone or by the phone,
Now I sit in cold darkness, with nothing but a burning cigarette.
I used to sit around with my friends,
Now that’s come to an end.
Isn’t anyone left to call,
I lost myself somewhere, forgotten it all.
I’ve become something I fear, close to a wreck.
No caller id or Facebook to check.

I’ve been told I’m too much of a free spirit,
Is that something that’s good or bad?
I think I’ve fall and I long to get out of this pit,
I have no anger left, I don’t even get sad.
I know what’s happened to me, but what’s left is a clone,
It’s because I have been alone, for far too long.

I searched for some for a long time,
Someone who would understand and thought it would be fine,
Now I’m too far lost to look anymore,
There’s nothing left now, I’m empty to the core.
I look in the mirror and see someone who lost caring,
Maybe it’s time I quit staring.
I want someone to find me, and make everything okay.
Someone who beside me they will stay.

I’ve been told I’m to much of a free spirit,
Is that something that’s good or bad,
Think I’ve fallen and I long to get out of this pit,
I have no anger left, I don’t even get sad.
I know what’s happened to me, but what’s left is a drone.
It’s because, I’ve been alone, for far too long.

Love is a word of falseness and lies,
Or maybe it’s been too long since I’ve cried
I have some bad habits, and a worse attitude,
Maybe it’s time I let go of these things and exclude,
Time to pick me up, continue where I left off.
Now my smoke is gone, and I’m beginning to cough.
I should get hope back, find someone out there for me.
That’s all there is for me to see… Then I will be fine, fine.

Pick me up please, carry me away,
This place is not okay,
I have regained my heart,
I need a place to start,
I need to love again.
I need another chance.
A brand new life,
With a brand new stance… So that I won’t be alone.

I’ve been told I’m too much of a free spirit,
Is that something good or bad?
Think I’ve fallen and I long to get out of this pit.
I have no anger left, I don’t even get sad.
I know what’s happened to me, but what’s left is a clone,
It’s because I’ve been alone, for far to long. Far too long.

Be there for me,
Help me see,
Help me love,
Believe in me,
Find a place above… this.
A place out of the dark,
Where I can leave this mark,
That has left me scarred,
I can’t do it on my own,
Please help me, cure the alone.
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