Seeing Three Crosses

I'm traveling down the interstate one lonely dreary night.
I look over on a hill; the moon is shining

Snow filled mornings complete with life's regrets,
unsaid, untold, unwanted
thoughts of attention to a
path so straight and

I am to receive an award today
because they tell me I'm worth it.
But where were they when I wanted
to fly?
They'll tell me

All I wanted was attention
Bot all this tension.
All I wanted was a hug
But you gave me a shrug.
All I wanted was a friend
Not

as the week begins and the days go by
you smile and greet each passerby
paying close attention
to every thing that is mentioned
trying