What’s it like to be
lonely? Ask the old man down
the street-- Whose mailbox is always
empty-- Whose doorbell never
rings. He knows.
What’s it like to be
lonely? Ask the young girl
who has run away from home-- Knowing she can never
go back-- Thinking no one cares. She knows.
What’s it like to be
lonely? Ask the small boy
sitting at the edge of the field-- Watching the other
children play-- Hoping someone will
notice him. He knows.
What’s it like to be
lonely? Ask the widow next
door-- Whose children have
forgotten her-- Who just sits, waiting
for death. She knows.
