Facing Reality
I am not alone, but I live in solitude
I know you don’t meant it, you’re not trying to be rude
My life story, so many times I’ve viewed
You neglect how I feel, could care less what I say
Although you say you love me, it doesn’t appear that way
Throughout the day, I pretend to be content
Because to and fro is where my heart has been sent
Never have I bent, the rules, or even stretched the truth
But my life story is living proof
That by remaining honest you’re not guaranteed happiness
In all sincerity, it can bring only trouble and stress
I must confess that I envy everyone I know
For they don’t care as I do, they have only joy to show
Deep down below, all the skin and my flesh
Lives a heart so lonely, a soul so unblessed
Depressed and forgotten, no one cares to care
No one knows my name, just another child, someone who’s there
Why can’t I realize the truth, face reality and see
That I live alone and no one really loves me
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