The last time I cried
Was last Spring

And no one came
To rescue me.

The last time I laughed
Was earlier tonight
But then I got,
Into a fight.

The last time I had
That special person,
They flew away with
The falling sun.

Only to come back the
Next morning,
But then they were gone.

So when trust fails, you might find
Yourself looking for a place to hide.
Might you instead find a public seat
For there is nothing as beautiful
As your mind
If you like it they should pay you in kind.
You may be surprised who you meet.
Who may care.
That is lots of you know what I mean.
Then, studying life is
For all its find.