Chrissy? 8/23/84 2:15pm
Sometimes I sit, alone, and dream.
I see a rainbow,
A unicorn trots by;
But dreams are there only to hide my lonliness.
Sometimes, when I'm alone,
I see you, sitting,
You talk, and I answer,
But this is only to hide my lonliness.
Sometimes I talk to myself, alone.
There's no one else left
To share my thoughts with;
No one answers.
This, too, is only to hide my lonliness.
At night, I cry myself to sleep,
I'll miss you,
You're gone; I wish it were me.
Tears are to hide my lonliness.
Sometimes, someone reads my lonliness,
This person comforts me,
Lets me cry on his shoulder,
It's these who I call friend.
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