All Alone, Me Myself and I

And here I sit,
me, myself and I.

Watching the world pass by me.
All alone I wait to die.

I do not fear my death,
because I have me, myself and I.

I've always been there for myself.
When everyone turned their backs,

When they all left me
I was there for myself.

I took care of myself all these years.
So is it so wrong for me to be in tears?

I never had anyone
to call me theirs.

All I want is to be loved for a day.
By someone that isn;t me, myself or I