Psalm 102: I'm like a bird alone

Hear my prayer, may my cry come before You.
  Don't hide Your face from me in my distress.

   For my days are consumed like smoke, my bones burned like in a hearth,
    my heart’s smitten like withered grass, I forget to eat my bread.

Hear the voice of my sighing, for my bones cleave to my flesh.
  I'm like a pelican in the wildness, an owl in the waste-places;
    like a bird sitting alone on a rooftop.

My strength is weakened, my days shortened.
   Please I pray do not take me away in the middle of my life.