I walk this dreary road alone, knowing my pain is still unknown. People pass but are blind, of the love I’ve still yet to find. I’ve been through many, yet none were for me. My heart consists of love drawn debris. I try not to seek but to be sought, but there’s no luck and I’m left distraught. Hopefully love will soon find its way, so I can finally turn away. No more loneliness no more pain, I’ll leave this lonely road to shame.