And when someone talks about their children
The things they did that weekend
They played or cried or were told off
I smile
Inside I die
.
Then someone mentions their holiday plans
Pack up the kids and the other half
Get away for some family fun
I give a smile
But I feel like a shut in
Inside I die
.
Then someone talks about their exciting love life
Date upon date
Week after week a new man from the net
“You’ve got to get on and find a woman” they say
I’ve tried and I’m not wanted
Inside I die
.
Then a girl talks about trying to see her boyfriend
The effort she makes to see him
The travel for the long distance relationship
That’s great and I smile
Will anyone make an effort for me?
Inside I die
.
Then someone talks about their abuse
The violence, fear and cheating
The years it’s been going on
I’m not like that
So much for being a nice guy
Inside I die
.
When the unpleasant, dickish and annoying
Talk about their lives
They have children, husbands or wives
The worst find and keep someone
And I’m forever alone
Inside I die
.
My explanation. I can go through all this in one day. It makes me feel so empty. I feel my life has been wasted. I feel I’m rubbish. How undesirable must I be if those people from the last two verses get partners?
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