My Lonesome Sound

you left me out in the sun
went off to go have fun
shriveling like a desert rose
sweat dripping to my toes

you cast me aside when I was down
brushing off my lonesome sound
I needed your comforting
but you had no time for suffering

I want to be free
but everybody has their own ideas
on what I should be
but I just wanted to be me

I've become a collection of fears
I'll drown in my sea of my tears
you can't whipe enough of them away
this black cloud is here to stay

you think it's conditional
they say it's chemical
and I'd say it's their fault
but it doesn't change a thing

I wanted to be free
everybody has their own ideas
on what I should be
but I just wanted to be me