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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=363757" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>To Show Us All</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=363757" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Turned on the radio <br>to pass the time of day, <br>and all the DJ wanted to play <br>were songs about dying and lying, <br>broken hearts and sadness. <br>He never played a song <br>about the joys of being alive. <br>Just rolled out the carpet of tears <br>to tantalize our ears. <br>Whether it was me <br>or the music he played, <br>but all I could see <br>were the tragedies in my life. <br>The songs were depressing me <br>and in the end, I’d had enough, <br>reaching over I turned the damn thing off.<br>I wanted cheering up, <br>not into a depression fall, <br>so why can’t they play happy songs, <br>not ones with buckets of tears. <br>Is it possible the songwriters <br>look around and sadness <br>is all they see, <br>so they write about it <br>to show us all <br>how miserable we are? </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=363757" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">7 April 2008</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=David+Harris">David Harris</a></strong></div>

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