Too Bad

How many times have you said, “I’m sad”?
The world has drowned you out
And the people you loved treated you with doubt
Stripping you down; leaving you barely clad.
How long have you been boiling mad?
Those that did are gone now.
Those that didn’t have said ciao
And those that won’t have missed out on you, lad.
There you stand
Pretending to be glad
Extending your empty hand
For someone you never had
Who said you were just plain ole bland,
So turn and leave and just say, “too bad.”

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