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This is a poem I thought of while sitting in my bedroom |
I sit here all alone on the verge of tears I wonder how alone I can get with all of my fears I'm alone here now as the hours go by The words I write are on the fly If the words I write are full of shame Then the words I write will bring me fame I stare at the tv for hours on end I wonder how I will get just one friend One friend is all ille need To get me through the days my joy he will feed Ille take him to the store And it will be grand On those big scales welle stand Laughfing playing we will have such a good time If I could have just one friend it would be sublime But here i sit alone here with no friends Best wishes my family sends Its not good enough though all alone I still feel This feeling inside is so real All alone through winter ille stay Tonigh before I go to sleep ille pray For a friend to come by the next day Tomorrow is sure to come With me sitting here like a bum |