"She wandered the earth, alone and rejected." ~Anchor Baby, Tim Burton

I found my theme song. I kept finding ones that I thought were good enough, but I have found the perfect song.

"Why Must I Be Sad?"
~They Might Be Giants~

No More Mister Nice Guy
I Love the Dead
I've been thinking about it
Now I understand what he said

Ask me now
I understand the words that Alice said
I kick the rocks beneath me
I squint at the sun
Sad, sad, sad, sad
Why must I be sad?
The rows of dandelions growing all around me
Why must I be sad? (sad, sad, sad)
(sad, sad, sad)

No one knows these things but me and him
So I'm writing everything down in a spiral notebook
In the hopes that one day
Other people will feel as low as this

Ask me now
I understand the words that Alice said
I kick the rocks beneath me
I squint at the sun
Sad, sad, sad, sad
Why must I be sad?
The rows of dandelions growing all around me
Why must I be sad? (sad, sad, sad)

No More Mister Nice Guy
I Love the Dead
I've been thinking about it
Now I understand what he said

Ask me now
I understand the words that Alice said
I kick the rocks beneath me
I squint at the sun
Sad, sad, sad, sad
Why must I be sad?
The rows of dandelions growing all around me
Why must I be sad? (Welcome to My Nightmare / Dead)
Why must I be sad? (Babies / Raped and Freezin' / You)
Why must I be sad? (Drive Me Nervous / Elected /)
Why must I be sad? (Generation Landslide / Un)
Why must I be sad? (der My Wheels / Muscle of Love /)
Why must I be sad? (School's Out / Only Women Bleed /)
Why must I be sad? (Billion Dollar Babies)
Why must I be sad? (sad, sad, sad)
(sad, sad, sad)
(sad, sad, sad)
(sad, sad)

I'm just tired of not being understood. I want to go back to a place where people know who I am and understand how life is for me. I'm tired of always trying to please everyone and then going home and crying till I fall asleep because I'm lonely. I wish people would talk to me instead of just accusing me of being a bad friend before I know what's going on. I wish that the most fun I have isn't walking alone at night, listening to the wind and feeling the rain on my face. I just wish I weren't so empty. Is that too much to ask?