Boulevard of Broked Dreams

I walk alone, I walk alone. there's an overcast as im walking down the street...the rain is pouring down and is forming puddles everwhere I look. I find myself no longer caring to avoid stepping in the puddles. I'm sopping wet...I walk alone, I walk alone. Trears running down my face. I feel so empty, so lost. There's this massive lump in my throat I cant seem to choke down. My stomach feels as if there is a pit in it, and is slowly consuming me. I walk alone, I walk alone. I find a spot to sit under a covered wooden deck. I sit and observe the cold rain overflow the rain gutters, and start to pour over the sides. I feel as if im sitting under a waterfall. I walk alone, I walk alone. Why does it feel like my world is crashing down? Its like I have loads, and loads weighing down on my shoulders. No one understands me. Nobody cares. I walk alone, I walk alone.