One Person Will See
I'm searching for something, a break in the wind,
To lull all the feelings, of letting you in.
A frost is spreading across the thin ice,
So off people walk away from the night.
Too scared of staying behind when they leave,
I shout towards gales but now I can’t breathe.
Please listen to me and please understand,
I hate this lone turmoil so please take my hand.
But I look to the darkness and no-one is there,
Everyone’s gone to the one who they care.
So I sit on hard rime and feel the cool chill,
And I don’t make a sound and stay perfectly still.
Maybe no-one will see me like this,
And I look to the sky and pray that I'm missed.
But no-one remembers me back in the night,
And they bask in the sun of the shameful light.
I wish I could come and play with you there,
But I can’t for dependency is trapping me here.
I don’t have the freedom and careless of one,
Who helps you when everything seems to go wrong.
All that I ask is you see how I feel,
And be gentle with me while my soul starts to heal.
And maybe one day one person will see,
How fragile I feel, just being me.
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