• Lonely me,
    only me
    I don't matter.
    Happy couples pass
    as I ache from
    their laughter.
    Drinking alcohol to
    fill the pain
    not my bladder.
    The only thing I gain
    is the latter.
    Subjective to
    the torment of my mind,
    only pupose is
    to die.
    though visual
    I'm seen with your eyes.
    thought I call,
    am I even here
    at all?
    Cliche' like these lyrics
    just another sad song.