Saturday

Saturday

i dont want to hear that din
its started again and i am afraid
i dont want to hear that noise
my dad is a void and speech is a choice
i dont want to prod that sore
youre starting to bore be down to my core
i dont want to hear that thing its started
again and i am irate

saturday saturday all alone
i pray for no ones call
my day my day on my own
i ask for nothing more
ive waited all the week for saturday
when no ones at my door
i waited long and lonely days to find my
hiding from the world

i dont want to join your throng
you say that youre strong
but i think youre wrong
i dont want to be the same
why do you disdain
when for this i am

all alone again