For Every Tear, A Song

You may be lonely but never alone. You may have a house,

but not a home. You may be tired, yet wide awake.

You may feel expired, yet the world's yours to shake. You may have

friends but wonder why you're sometimes happy and sometimes cry. For every right

there is a wrong. For every tear there is a song.

But why do I ponder these thoughts this way? Surely it's better to go,

not stay. Leave behind all stress and strain. No longer endure the endless pain

that comes from thinking too long and too deep, preventing me having every good night's