No one sees the tragedy
that is your life
the make believe of happy
when sorrow dwells within

she never comes
she is not real
no love in your life
such a bitter pill

Doing so well
job and money wise
but the lack of love
shall be your demise

Doing the wrong thing
with such boredom
not following the dream
Job is whoredom

So you sit in the darkness
watching the city lights
Always wishing
for a love so bright

She is a memory
of a past time
her alabaster skin
still in the mind

What happens to you
is but inner strife
no one knows
about your life

You can sit and cry
always asking
the universe
why why why

The blue bird of happiness
sings the song
yet whispers in your ear
you shall die alone