Alone

Birds fly
Ants crawl
I sing to the top of my lungs
She cries
I fall
Is the end ever going to come
Crying, dying
What’s the difference
When your life is over does any one miss you
Ask this
Then you’ll know
Crying and being comforted
That’s the difference between dying
So comfort those who cry
Hug the lonely
Don’t let anyone be sad
Because no one wants to die alone