life goes on and on.
another sad song,
plays on the radio.
and i hear it,
as the world spinsss.
i could use a shoulder to cry on,
but people's elbows are hitting my arms.
i've fallen to the ground,
in a mess of pain.
left to myself,
and all my shame.
so i'll just sing.
i'll sing for the friends that left me behind,
i'll sing for the parents that paid me no mind,
i'll sing for the love that i couldn't have,
i'll sing a sad song.

life's been what it is,
and i'm here for the ride.
the world doesn't revolve around me,
and i never thought it would,
so i'm still on the ground,
as i tuck strands of hair behind my ear.
i see others around me,
walking or falling or flying away,
and i sing.
i sing for the nurse who held my hand when i was sick,
i sing for the children i saw sitting in the dark,
i sing for the elders who told me dress a certain way,
i sing a sad song.

i've sang for them,
i've sang for you,
but did i ever think at all,
to sing for me?
not a thought,
not even a note,
won't someone sing me a sad song,
that they wrote..

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...i'm tired...