Loneliness

I asked the question of old Betty Jo What's loneliness she said she wouldn't know You well might say I've known a better day Still I feel happy though my hair is gray. In the early sixties a deserted wife Still loneliness played no part in her life And though left to raise her children on her own You'll hear her say 'I've never felt alone'. Yet Mick a young man only twenty five Is one who doesn't feel glad to be alive In human company he seems so out of place He always has that sad look on his face. The bug of loneliness has bit him bad He's always on his own and looking sad Yet those who know of his life story say That he has no reason for to feel this way. With good and loving parents fortune on him smiled And he did not have siblings he was raised an only child But a good upbringing never can guarantee One of a happy life of care and worry free. Quite unlike Betty to loneliness he's prone And the value of friendship he's never known He's always been so lonely and so shy And the best years of his life he can't enjoy. Of loneliness I thought that she might know So I asked the question of old Betty Jo Have you ever felt lonely? she smiled and shook her head Can't say that I have ever had she said.