Isn't there anyone coming for me?

It's hard to be Happy.
It's easy to be Sad.
It's hard to keep Smiling.
When everything is so Bad.

It's easy to keep Quiet.
It's hard to to Hi.
I don't want to get Attached.
Then have to say Goodbye.

It's easy to Cry.
It's hard to be Strong.
It's easy to sing the same, sad Song.

It's better to Cry in my own Solitude.
Then confess my heart out to someone so Crude.

It's easy to sing my same, sad Song...

As I look in the Mirror and Wonder

What Went Wrong.

-Oslander
10/28/12 10:23pm