“Alone”

Always alone, sitting in my room, looking out the window

Always wondering, why I can't be like them, those normal folk outside

Always questioning, why won't people accept me as I am

I try to make friends, act and laugh and have fun at first

I think I have friends, support and a safe place to be

And then it hits, like a blade through the joy

and Depression kills the friendships, and my hope

Always alone, no one to listen, to understand

Always alone, friendships lost to mental illness

Always alone, no one wants a nut case in their lives

A life of medications and hospitals

A life of therapists and pyschiatrists

and friendships lost because of this disease

Always alone with the pain of the illness

Always alone, staring out the window of life

Always alone, wishing for the impossible...

Last Update
Sept. 6th 2005