Chico Solitario

It's ironic that when
I'm all alone
Nobody ever joins me
And few give me their support

It's ironic that when
I have a girlfriend
Other girls point out
Things in an obvious way

It's ironic that when
I'm dying
Nobody ever asks me
What I'm feeling inside

Even though I show it
In my songs
Or even make it clear
In my actions

I'm a being that
Needs some affection
Everyone's wrapped up
And I'm freezing to death

At least that's how I feel
I'm an observer
Watching others succeed
While I'm just a loser

My self-esteem's low
And my soul never fits
My mind's always wandering
And no matter what I do
I never win

I spend all day
Struggling in vain
It doesn't matter if I'm
A bad guy or a good one

Rejection after rejection
I'm a failure
I don't know what I'm going
To do today

In reality
I don't care about anything
I just live because I have a
Commitment to my beloved life

Though sometimes I have
Fights with my life
I know it won't give me
Everything I ask for

But the truth is that
It treats me badly sometimes
And I admit it's made
Me think about it once or twice

You might picture me
With a smile
When in reality
I'm crying

If you feel that
I'm rushing
It's because my soul
Is getting desperate

You might see me
As a big deal
But I always feel
Like a little one

I don't feel
Interesting at all
That's why I prefer
To be lost in my dreams

It's ironic that you think
I'm someone successful
When I feel like
I'm living in a disgusting world

Where in reality
I don't have much social value
The girl I like
Doesn't want to be with me

Because I’m worth nothing
To anyone I like
And to be honest
That really frustrates me

And it sinks me because it makes
Me remember my past
Where for a moment
I was very happy by her side

But I got hurt
I don't think I'll heal
Because the one I'm looking for
I feel I won't find

Call me impatient
But I see my doom
I've come to understand
That I'm not worth it

I'm a sad guy
Available for her
I'm just a regular dude
And she's a star

An unreachable dream
That I have
That's why I spend
More time asleep than awake

To live my fantasy
Even if it's not real
And forget about people
So superficial

My looks don't help
At all in the chase
I fall asleep so my
Soul won't insist anymore

I know I'm
A pessimistic guy
I tell my soul
All day to hang in there

That soon the days
Of happiness will come
But I can't
Take this anxiety anymore

You might picture me
With a smile
When in reality
I'm crying

If you feel that
I'm rushing
It's because my soul
Is getting desperate

You might see me
As a big deal
But I always feel
Like a little one

I don't feel
Interesting at all
That's why I prefer
To be lost in my dreams