Becomes Apparent

If we spend our life looking for sad
Then its sadness we will find
And turning lonely into a junkie habit
Only ends up with lonely as its fix

Those lost part of feeling out of control
Are the parts can't make up our minds
Those always somebody to blames are
Keepers of us from looking at us instead

There's that abundance of pity parties
Willing to let us be the life of the party
Easy to do when we are the only guest
And we are the host and entertainment

While the joker and the fool laugh it up
Outside the darkness we use as lights
The place where good memories party
Enjoy the rushes