Who says I’m lonely?
I am walking at a park
I’ve got the wind in my hair
And it’s dancing with my skirt
I’ve got the sun on my face
And gleaming in my eyes
Now, don’t look so surprised
I’m alone but I’m alive
I hold a book against my chest
And a slingbag on my shoulder
Hey stop looking, watch your steps
You’ll trip and hurt yourself, stranger
My wristwatch tells me I’ve no time to keep up
So I can’t stop and chat, today’s not your luck
So who says I’m lonely?
Those benches facing the sea
All taken, but lucky me
The grass is willing to bear me
And sea whispers will still reach me
Old people, young people, all with companions
’Cept that dude on the grass not so far away
Headphones screaming lamentations
My breeze-caressed book stirs
Pages twirl in front of me
Stop to a part where a note falls
A handwriting unfolds vulnerability
A writing from you, who took the best of me
Still for you, there’s nothing I wouldn’t give
But you already have everything
Everyone wants you now, you’re a star
I wouldn’t dare mar what you are
Don’t feel so sorry for me.
Besides, I’ve got the wind ruffling my hair,
The sun promising tomorrow, and your memories with me
The future’s my company. I’m not lonely.
