Dear Angie

Keith Hancock

Dear Angie. I feel so alone, dear Angle as lonely as my phone

I sit here every day and try and think of things to do

I must be good for something, even I must have a use

But I just cannot think of one, that's why I write to you.

Dear Angie I'm so blue



Even as a child, I never did fit in

They pushed me into sport, but I would never win

I really hated school, I always came in last

Well Angie that's my past



Dear Angie I'm trying hard to grow, dear Angie just

thought I'd let you know

You've been so helpful in the past, I thought I'd

write again

If I can share my thoughts with you, it might just

ease the pain

I'd like to fit in with my friends, but they are not the same

Dear Angie keep me sane



I'm going crazy, completely mad

I find it hard to hang on to the sense I had

I'm losing marbles, going round the bend

At least in you I know that I have found a friend



Dear Angie my body is all wrong

Dear Angie the girls won't play along

I've always done my very best, I try so hard to please

No matter what I do, I know they'll never look at me

For girls want macho men, they never care for wimps or weeds

Dear Angie, help me please



Dear Angie just wanted to impress, dear Angie my life is in a mess

Although we've never met, I know that you'd do what you can

When big guys try to bully me, I try to be a man

But mine's the face upon the beach that always gets the sand

Dear Angie understand



1 sweated hard for years but seemed to miss the mark

I want to know why I'm always in the dark

I did the exercises, bought the weights as well

Oh Angie it's a living hell

Oh Angie it's a living hell

I hope this letter finds you well