When It Isn't Like It Should Be

Why is it everything's all loneliness with me? I guess sometimes
I try
to hard, and sometimes you cause it, but it always carries on
and on. "What
did you ever become?" you asked. I said, "I was told
to be smiles and bright
eyed happiness, but sometimes I can't find anything to laugh
at." "I don't
want to be here." you said. It seems like I almost always
have that effect
on everyone. I say to myself, "You aren't the first one to
think like me."
And I just want to be like everyone else. Why can't I be
everything to
everyone else, or maybe just to you? Just once I would like to
be something.