Saturday

i don't want to hear that din it's started again and i am afraid i don't want to hear that noise my dad is a void and speech is a choice i don't want to prod that sore you're starting to bore be down to my core i don't want to hear that thing it's started again and i am irate saturday saturday all alone i pray for no one's call my day my day on my own i ask for nothing more i've waited all the week for saturday when no one's at my door i waited long and lonely days to find my hiding from the world i don't want to join your throng you say that you're strong but i think you're wrong i don't want to be the same why do you disdain when for this i am all alone again