In bed I found company
Far away from misery
A place really meant for me
A place where they can’t see
This loneliness, I often feel
To die alone is a constant fear
I cry and I cry and I cry
I sleep to stop or then I’ll die
I’m lonely even when,
People are gathered in my den
But then I feel like everybody
Is with me but not with me
True enough they are near,
Yet so far away from here.
Helpless with this fear I have,
I am nothing but a lonely dove.
||iwantjo||
