Here I sit all brokenhearted
20 years, I'm back when I started

Nobody cares, work my fingers to the bone
No one cares enough to call on the phone

Sittin here crying old crocodile tears in my soup. 
Just jumping through the same old mindless hoops

Will this horrendous loop never ever end?
Getting off my butt, I might make some friends. 

Well, maybe someday I will muster up the courage.
Finding friends that care for me, surely I will be less discouraged.

October 5, 2022
Mark Waldrop