Curled down
Silent dismay
There is no movement in this place
And when I sing
It's something soft
But when I sing, it isn't often
The notes feel right
Truly right

My other covers can't recover
But it's okay
Missing tonight
All the nights I seem to miss are highlights
And when I show, what's rowdy becomes polite

Used to it
By now
And it's
Funny how that works
And it's
Strange that I'm the lurker
In this
Age of creativity
You'd think
That I would frolic
And I'm trying
In a quiet way
Ignore God
But just keep on praying
Because
It must be done
I just wish
I didn't have to

Every night
Frustration
How long can conversation last?
How long
Can you smile
In a place in which you feel hostile?

Sitting here
All alone
Feeling homesick in my home
The outside world
They need my all
Hope it's enough, it seems so small
But if I fall
Oh, well, I fall