Stars go blue...

Laughin' with your pretty mouth
Laughin' with your broken eyes
Laughin' with your lover's tongue
In a lullaby

People tell me that I have to be strong in times of crisis such as now. But I don’t know how to. What do you do when there is nothing you can do? Your judgement is impaired because you are bias – there’s no such thing as fairness. Things are not going to be alright. Why? It’s just my gut telling me all this isn’t going to be all “alright”, not anytime soon at least.

They tell me I have to stay focused. “My future depends on it” All wonderful advice. But how can I just “shut it off”? When every night I go to sleep with tears staining the pillowcase.

They tell me to turn to God. All I do is give a sad smile and nod. My unanswered questions on religion and belief have already left me dazed: where do I turn to when I have turned my back on the belief I was brought up to believe?

Where do you go when you’re lonely?
Where do you go you’re blue?
Where do you go when you’re lonely?
Where do you go when the stars go blue…