Too Sad To Function
It seems that no one really gets it.
The painful truth of my regret.
A life lived unsuccessfully.
The one I love does not love me.
I now am on my final leg.
And find that I'm too proud to beg.
This world is more than I can bear.
Alone, I just sit here and stare.
The money's gone, too unemployable.
Too alone, life's not enjoyable.
My heart is broken and she don't care.
Alone, I just sit here and stare.
It's obvious, I'm calling out.
In ways without having to shout.
Someone to say that they do care.
Because I alone, just sit and stare.
P.S. Understand people, I don't want to die. But I just don't know how to live.
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