Playing Everybody's Blues

All about other folks blues, worrying , rolling in their sorrow biting my nails to there is no end, pulling out the little hair i do have, shaking, bouncing , hopping all over the place. Now that I think about it , i mean really think about it, I am fool Killing myself slowly but surely. Have you ever thought about me? Has my well being crossed your mind? Apparently Not. No way. Right? come to think of it I am playing everybody blues. The sad part is: i am not even playing my own blues correctly. Wrong note here. Too loud there. Nobody even asked if I needed help. Here goes my tune, playing everybody's blues.