Furtive

Some say that I’m depressed
It’s just a symptom of my loneliness

There’s nothing left to do
But feel sad
I needed all of you
Forgetting about myself
All that was left to express
Was emptiness

I miss all of you
I only feel the cold
So hard to live the truth
When it didn’t know itself

You’re still that little girl
Inside there’s someone beautiful
It’s so hard to ignore you
When I see myself

My friends are all too few
Still they include you
I won’t leave you on a shelf

Sometimes I’m in distress
It’s just the way I am
Yet I know that you’ll be there
To hold me up

And I for you

© 2006, Mosquitobyte