Mr. lonely strikes when I’m alone
This is when I let out a huge groan
No one can hear my cries
Or see the tears in my eye
Yes, every time my friend strikes when I’m alone it tears me up inside,
But what’s worse is when he strikes from the other side,
Giggling and teasing in a room full of friends
May look appealing through a camera lens
However, my friend still slowly creeps into the crowded room
And I can’t help but fall into sudden doom,
When he strikes when I’m alone
I’m allowed to groan and moan
When he strikes in a public place
I must keep a smile on face
Fix your hair, smile wide
Make yourself presentable on the outside
These are things I say in my head
Knowing I just want to go lay in bed
My friend strikes at the worst moments
And all I can feel is this slowness
But Mr. Lonely often reassures,
That his visits will always come for sure