No-one waiting

A poem about an old man deciding whether to go home or stay in the pub....

Why should i go home
When there's no-one there?
No-one to worry,
No-one to care.

No-one waiting
No-one to moan
No-one to notice
If I don't come home.

No-one in my bed
No-one down the hall
Nobody to wake up
No-one to call

No-one to hold me
No-one to kiss
No-one to touch
No-one to miss.

So I guess I'll just stay here
Where it's warm and it's light
I might as well just stay here
All through the night.