My Friend of Misery

You just stood there screaming
Fearing no one was listening to you
They say the empty can rattles the most
The sound of your own voice must soothe you
Hearing only what you want to hear
And knowing only what you’ve heard
You, you’re smothered in tragedy
And you’re out to save the world

You still stood there screaming
No one caring about these words you tell
My friend, before your voice is gone
One man’s fun is another’s hell
These times are sent to try men’s souls
But something’s wrong with all you see
You, you’ll take it on all yourself
Remember, misery loves company