I sit alone,
On this lonesome park bench,
With my hands holding my head,
Wondering what started this tangled mess.
Tears fall from my eyes unto the ground,
It's so quiet that i can hear their dropping sound,
No hand to catch each one,
Just this upsetting lonesome.
From dawn til dusk,
I can't help but wonder,
What you are doing right now,
And how much you love her.
All it took,
Was one mistake,
And you moved on,
Watching my heart break.
Sitting on this cold park bench,
In the middle of the night,
Thinking about that angelic smile,
As i fall apart in the moonlight.
Hope tells me he never loved her,
I am where his love is at,
All i need to have is hope,
But sadly, i have run dry of that.
Faith tells me he is coming back,
And he'll be all mine,
But my faith has hit the road,
And won't come back no matter how hard i try.
So here i sit,
On this lonesome park bench,
With nothing or no one,
Just a heavy head in a crushing mess.
-Jasmine Barlas
