Fridays Suck

Friday doesn't mean much anymore

when you live alone

nothing but darkness greets you at the door

so what do I do this for

No one is around that seems to care

but if you tell your friends your lonely

they get scared

big surprise, sometimes I'm sad, oh beware

I never hear an I love you

that doesn't come from family

didn't realize a piece was missing

don't even know what will fill the hole

I look at all the little broken things

do they think and act like me

does anyone know how we are supposed to be

I wish all we had to do was be happy

but we're all a little lost

living comes with a cost

if you don't like it

better not complain

all the rich people living comfortably

just want to forget their pain

so they turn away from suffering

and enjoy their lavish weekends