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I Cried a Tear; What Else Could I Do
I CRIED A TEAR; WHAT ELSE COULD I DO Somebody loves me; I should be so happy. At night when others are sleeping; I’m so alone. Tears run down my face; I cry for those who are unfortunate; But no tears do I shed for me. I don’t know who to ask anymore; I’ve asked God to explain; I’ve cried out to my ancestors by name; I’m still here; But no matter who is here with me; I’m still alone. I asked the gypsy to tell my fortune; But I see her looking at my face; She’s looking for clues. Sitting before my Shakespearean mirror; I make up my sad face The star reader predicts that happiness is at hand. Today I ran out of syrup for breakfast. So I consumed smoked fish; And swilled down Gallo wine. Perhaps you dare to label me as Schizophrenic and a Sociopath; It’s only reflections from my mirrors; You’re only seeing what life tries so hard to hide. Are you looking at what is real? And who pray tell sets those limits; And more importantly; to whose advantage? But back to my emptiness; Does anyone have an answer for me? Can but one of you, give me a new angle to work with? I keep on searching and I’m growing old I’ve been up and down; and over and out; But I’m still here not letting go; and alone. Don’t trip it though; It’s just another riff I came up with. Like some of the notes I make up while playing guitar. PEACE!
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