I come to this place, 
lost in space, 
people everywhere, 
but none of them care. 
I've no real friends anymore 
and she left me on the floor. 
It's like I was carefully lost, 
into the crowd tossed; 
someone somewhere doesn't like me, 
and tells me this so painfully. 
She broke my heart. 
When did all this start? 
What have or haven't I done? 
Why isn't life any fun? 

May 21, 1985