Sometimes you are empty
You've said all that you can say
And then something happens
So profound
That the emptiness is filled
Not by happiness
But instead by the despair of others
Your heart is burned by the sun
When all they know is rain
And by a measure unknown to you
You have found your place
Where frivolity is not worthy
And laughter waits its turn
Until the river repents
By the banks we once loved
But now can only curse