I just want to cry

I'm not really sure why

It could be I'm lonely

It could be I'm scared

It could be the way

That this world doesn't care

I don't know why

I don't even try

I just want to cry


Friday morning

Weekend yawning

Like an open wound ahead

Always afraid

Of the things in my head

Never knowing

What I have said

To drive away

The few who come around

To seal my fate

As the loneliest guy in town.