Solitude grips me like an iron fist
Forever frozen in this emotionless state
How can I write for someone who does not exist?
Uninspired I remain as I wait
Strangers pass left and right
Though never do they pause in their step
They push by and get on with their busy life
This disappointed expression of mine is easy to forget
Another spark of hope I waste
Turning a corner to find no one there
Carrying on half alive and half awake
Melting further and further into this deep despair
Concerned glances turn to fear
And their worry seeps through their casual tone
Wondering with their eyes if I will persevere
Or if I am destined to remain always alone
I watch the days pass and try to remember
Barbie doll dreams of make believe
And awaiting school dances in early September
Young and hopeful, stupid and naive
Is love worth the risk of falling apart?
I lost pieces of my idealism with each new dawn
Now I’d give anything for a broken heart
If it meant finding something worth taking a chance on
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