It's Sunday afternoon and the rain is drizzling down.
People call, they want to talk, but I want to be left alone.
When I need someone, it seems they're not there,
But when I want no one, they won't go away.
Why can't people figure it out?
They want you to listen, to help, to have the answer,
But what happens when you have the question,
And no answers are offered?
What happens when you're tired of being there for people
When it seems that no one is there for you?
People claim to understand, because ofcourse they've been there before.
But they haven't.
If they had, they would care more.
Pretending to know makes it worse,
It's cruel.
Don't call to "talk" when all I'm gonna be able to do is listen.
Just let it rain, and leave me alone. |
