It's so funny


You see that boy?
That boy right there?
He's dying now,
But no one knows.

He prays for death
Its sweet release
To make him free
Of this sick world

He will not hope
Its cold deceit
Has hurt too much
So walks alone

You see that girl?
That girl smiling?
She's lost, confused,
And hides it well.

So many friends
To distract her
A busy life
That never stops

She will not know
Just what she wants
Until it long
Has gone away

It's so funny
Sadly funny
Tragic beauty
As they fall down

They all press on
Never to reach
True happiness
In all of life

They walk alone
Even in crowds
For no one sees
No one can care

Remember him?
That boy before?
He died alone
And puzzled all

Much to live for
Such a short life
So needless, sad
No one will know

Quick to forget
Are all his friends
Reason unknown
He met his end

Remember her?
That girl before?
She yet lives on
And friends surround

Her emptiness
Often consumes
She misses him
That boy who died

She knew him but
Could spare no time
But he is now
Beyond her reach.



© 2002 Robert H. Harrison