A song of blue
Rests in my head
My salted eyes
Stomach of lead

The muscles in
My neck are tense
Tears falling and
It makes no sense.

Everyone listens,
But none really hear…
And so it remains unclear.

A song so blue
stuck in my head
I try to smile
But frown instead

Sitting alone
I think regret
My throat is dry
My face is wet

And everyone looks
But none really see
And so, I remain, lonely.