Of all the group pictures
You've chosen the one
Without me in it

What am I to you now
I am not sensitive

I have no choice
Or else I could walk this road alone
I knew I might not be able to pick up someone
along the way
But I am a grown man
and I intend to walk by myself

What is wrong with me now?
Didn't you see the tree is growing alone by the roadside?
The yellow bird flying alone?
The lone driver on the road?