I'm not alone. I have my fireball.
Always to church on your own,
No David beside you, no family dreams.
None of them come, not a one in sight,
So much for 'fam' it just doesn't feel right.
You talk of a fam, a place to belong,
Seeking a bond because you've been alone for so long.
You’re chasing what’s missing, it’s plain to see.
Wishing you had the perfect family.
So you seek your affections outside of the home,
Too bad that makes you feel even more alone.