I feel like I'm tearing at the seams. How can someone like me who has almost everything going for him feel like a complete abandonment? I feel ultimately alone and I'm not sure what to do. I need someone...but where are they? Do they not hear my cries of anguish or the call for assistance? People suspect that someone like me wouldn't really need anybody to lean on. Primarily because of the fact that I'm always so happy. And truthfully, I am pretty happy. But at the same time, I feel out of place. I don't have that group of close knit friends. I'm just Antonio. I'm all that I have. I am my own group and it's lonesome. No one has ever showed me how much they cared about me. Never returned the favor I did for them. I just don't want to feel alone anymore.
"One voice in a sea of pain.
Could the maker of the stars
Hear the sound of my breakin' heart?
One light, that's all I am.
Right now I can barely stand.
If You're everything You say You are, Won't You come close and hold my heart?"
-Tenth Avenue North
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