Loneliness

People are irreplaceable, That's what makes them special. If all goes well, You will find someone else Who is special in their own way. Otherwise, loneliness destroys you Day by day. How do you think the single folks feel? Those who have never fooled around, Still waiting for that special person? Maybe never to find someone To be thankful for. The whole package called love Either works or it's a compromise Or it's a dragged-out affair. But never to get started at all Is quite burdensome. It's not as great as missing The one you love, feeling guilty About seeking someone else... Being single is being called free... Who wants to be free If you're as lonely as hell? Who wants to be free if suffering The effects of unrequited love? Who wants to be free With money in your pockets but Nobody to buy birthday presents And Saint Valentine's Day cards for? Who wants to spend Christmas Day Alone at home? And what use is Celebrating a Happy New Year If it's another year alone? The dark Winter days are upon us. We go out... we return home... Yet nobody greets us, kisses us, Makes us a cup of tea... Nobody inquires how we are doing... Or asks if anything Interesting happened today... Surrounded by people... strangers: The good, the bad and the ugly... Yet even beautiful people Can feel lonely, too...