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Learning to love


I see people walking all over this town They aren't glum, they aren't feeling down They have this glow about them something brand new They are in love, they aren't feeling blue As I watch them together I feel a familiar ache Why can't I be them ? Why can't I feel that way ? It seems like maybe there is something wrong with me Or perhaps there is no one good enough - maybe I can't see They walk along this couple hand in hand They are so in love, it shows off to the land They respect each other, they want love I want something like that to reach for to get above my own self Instead I am watching - like always watching other people falling in love Perhaps this is the way it is supposed to be - well maybe I am tired of waiting Maybe I don't want to be alone so often is that so hard to ask? No one ever answers so I drown myself with the help of a flask I really should stop and think But everyone else sees in pink They don't understand why I want to be like them Why would I not want to be? Out of a scale they are a ten Here I am waiting and waiting and nothing ever comes of it Maybe I am done waiting , maybe I don't want to sit So I grab some clothes money and go to a club It isn't much, they have some really good grub So I am eating alone in a table meant for two Feeling sorry for myself, feeling so blue The couple I saw aren't together tonight They aren't happy they have had a fight I hope it ends well because they looked so right Stand up for what you believe in - don't give up the fight I understand now what I didn't before To have love I must first love myself in order to grow I am much happier now that I have that down And you know - just because you don't have someone to hold Doesn't mean you aren't love If you love yourself - you will know and the rest - well the rest will follow
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