The words of a loner amidst the walk of life where he longs for a pal of his choice |
I long for a life with a pal of my choice But I find no one to hear my voice I wonder when I wonder why I don’t find a pal even though I try I long for them they make me cry I find them numb I find them dry I want to smile but they make me sigh I find their promises a big big lie. I welcome them they set me apart I try to flow but they make me cart I name them with love but they derange me with libel of loutishness- upsetting and tart I wish to meet but they are gone I wish to hug but I have to mourn For I miss them all but they don’t care they keep their priorities unfilled and mare. I wait for them for they are my friends I wish I be au fait with their trends That get a new pal and kick the old ones All alone in the dark at the hard hitting turns. I talk to stars I ask them why I want to smile but I have to sigh They say me pal you wont find us Silent yet gleeful they teach you trust. For I think now why I am born On this earth with so much of slouch and mourn I pray to god to send me to stars Where I meet my pal I longed for years. Trust No one for your friends can only give you pain…… |