A tear rolls down your cheek,
its not the only shed this week.
This life around you is crashing,
all this debris that's surrounding.

Preventing you from moving on,
its like life is just a con.
Playing with your emotions,
just to raise some commotion.

Feeling like your all alone,
empty inside like a drone.
Sitting down in your corner,
wishing life would end sooner.

Lifting your head up for air,
you see others in despair.
Perhaps your not the only one,
that hides inside from the sun.

There are others feeling the same,
life added to its little game.
Seems it has thrown you a bone,
its nice to know your not alone.