Cliche

Cliche

Go ahead and toss me

Another tired cliché

I’ll just keep hopin

You’ll have time another day

I know you’re busy

Caught up in life

And I’ll keep breathin

Watchin my dyin light

A cry for help is more

Like a scream of terror

But no one’s listenin

Cuz nobody cares

Would be nice just for once

To have that shoulder to cry on

Got the world on my mind

And no one to rely on

Stress is mounting

Nerves are shot

Life’s exhausting

Becoming someone I’m not

When is enough, enough

No one knows

But if I know myself

I’m getting close

The breaking point

Is coming fast

And it’ll be a miracle

If I manage to last

Don’t want any pity

Or even any sympathy

But damn would it be nice

To find a bit of empathy