Me

Me

Staring out the window,
Every night of my life,
Wondering what was gonna happen,
Wondering about my strife's,

Wondering who would ever help me,
In my time of need,
But every time I'm in a mess,
It's like everybody leaves.

So on my own I stand and fight,
On my own as dark as night,
The dark cloud again has formed above,
And some how I'm still full of love,

Trying not to ask for help,
Whilst helping others all around,
Feeling tired all the time,
Fighting battles, theirs and mine,

Sat at work pretending to smile,
Sending e-mails both funny and caring,
Still looking out for people,
Knowing that my love needs sharing.

But at times I can not keep the smile,
People start talking all the while,
Thinking I'm a moany git,
Attention seeking, but that's not it,

I just can't really open myself up,
And last time I tried it screwed me up,
I lost a really good friendship,
And I was ready to tip,

She was making comments,
And talking behind my back,
I never even spoke to her,
I never asked her help,

But from all that has happened,
There's something I can see,
I'm a man to my own,
An angel disguised,
Because all they see is me.