I have a box of socks but singles not pairs who cares? - for the lost and lonely I do I kept you close to heart in a box my socks I wore you once or twice or more before you saw the light no more. I tried to pair you off at what cost to end up in a drawer. I swore I still cared for singles as well as pairs but in a box my socks remain the lost the slain some souls have holes that can't be darned once love is lost and spurned we hide our hearts inside a box like socks discarded. For who cares for socks without pairs? I do.