• I see you staring at me,
    but you never truly see,

    why I love you, oh, so much,
    when you're so out of touch.

    Feelings that we could have shared,
    you flung behind without a care.

    It seems so hard to let you go,
    and the process is so slow.

    I don't know whether I should stay,
    and waste another day away.

    I do know, though, that all this pain,
    will soon drive me insane.

    You don't feel me loving you,
    and you just can't seem to get a clue.

    You don't see me cry inside,
    and in you I know I can't confide.

    Yet still I find that you are blind,
    to things meant to be kind.

    You know nothing of my fears,
    and are unaware of all my tears.

    I know I really can't deny,
    things I feel as I look you in the eye.

    So who will help me make it though?
    Who will tell me what to do?

    How come every time I see your face,
    for me there's never any space?

    Maybe someday you'll see me differently,
    so until then, I'll be waiting silently.