Why do I feel so numb and distant?Why does no one notice or care?Why? Am I a burden to you all.Just don't turn to me when I'm the only one you have to call
A plant in between my fingers, caught on fire.I told myself I would never fall down this holeBut we can't all be as strong as we wishMaybe one day I'll live my day dreams..But that day isn't today
I see you watch her now,It used to be me but once again it's her.Shes noticed too but tells me she doesn't want you,I know your pure heart,If she ever gets to know you-I'll be the supportive friend,We were never meant to be,Be happy, that's your plan.Fix her heart, I'll fix my own.Don't worry about me,I'll always have a smile on my face, even when I'm too tired.Don't look me in the eye though or else I might cry.
The warm sun is failing, the bleak wind is wailing,The bare boughs are sighing, the pale flowers are dying,And the YearOn the earth her death-bed, in a shroud of leaves dead,Is lying.Come, Months, come away,From November to May,In your saddest array;Follow the bierOf the dead cold Year,And like dim shadows watch by her sepulchre.The chill rain is falling, the nipped worm is crawling,The rivers are swelling, the thunder is knellingFor the Year;The blithe swallows are flown, and the lizards each gone
I never lost as much but twice,And that was in the sod.Twice have I stood a beggarBefore the door of God!Angels -- twice descendingReimbursed my store --Burglar! Banker -- Father!I am poor once more!
The weight of misfortune has stooped my shouldersBut I don’t intend to stop for a good while yet;I afflict my own destinyAnd don’t want anyone to mourn for my fate.I’ve made peace with God on my lossesAnd agreed with him on the epitaphsThat should be written about my senseless wars.