The Lonely Bridge

I stare at that long bridge,
That separates me from everyone else.
Is it true i stand alone,
That i have not one?
"Yes...It's true,
That's why i stand here sad and blue."
That i can't cross to have a friend,
That's just around the bend?
"It's true,
Cuz NO ONE WANTS YOU."
I have tried many times,
To cross that long bridge of mine.
I get far enough to see those around me,
Then pushed back as far as can be.
The other side of the bridge keeps stretching,
Longer and Longer it grows.
The end is just a sketch,
in my mind of what i remember.
Shall I take a chance,
To find the balance?
Why not cross the other bridge to the light,
Where it shines a brilliant bright.
I shall cross...,
To see my maker "THE BOSS."