Go on suffering
That's all I can do

12 turns to 1
And then to 2

No smiling woman
No woman who cares
To give me a hug
Or say "there there"

Just more hours
Alone and alone

And I still keep writing
These rhyming poems

An afternoon
At the park alone

And who really cares

No woman to comfort
No woman to say. "There, there"

One day it will be over
One day it will be done

And turns out earth is lame
And not much fun

I enjoy my job I guess
I try not to let my room become a mess

There is always less
Less and less

Welcome to life
Some type of test