Standing All Alone
For what I don't condone
No one to express this too
Thought I'd write it in a poem
All the ones that loved me left me
Now I'm here on earth
All the rest forget me
I'm sick of being used or taken advantage of
I wish you were here
but you've gone above
Life will never be the same
for this dame
I just keep counting the days
I miss all your ways
Doing it all on my own finds me exhausted
Going it by yourself it costs ya
But I wouldn't have it any other way
So many wounds
can't tell if it's night or day?