I need someone to talk to,
But no one is ever there.
I walk these paths before me
Feeling so genuinely bare.
These paths my feet follow,
Set in their cement and stone,
Keep me from getting lost,
And keep me there alone.
No matter how I try,
These fences keep me focused ...
There is no gate, no broken edge,
No flaw along the posts ...
Rarely do I cross another,
Often I see them on their paths ...
How I wish I could cross over,
And explore anothers wrath.
I need someone to listen
But no one has the time ...
If they were to stop for but a moment,
I might hinder them in their climb.
I do not wish to be a burden,
And I dont want to commit a crime ...
But this loneliness I am experiencing,
Seems criminal to my mind.
If I could but catch you for a moment,
Maybe follow you along your way,
Then maybe I could speak my words,
And we could end this loneliness today!
I would want you to reply to me,
Im looking for advice and wisdom ...
I dont want your deeply concerned looks,
I want your experience of freedom.
I need someone to understand,
But there is no one there to see ...
If I were to speak these words I have,
They still would not know me.
I cant express myself without crying here,
And I refuse to hide my tears ...
If you choose to ignore my words,
I wont be surprised, just another deaf ear ...
I dont expect you to meet my goals,
You will never really know ...
But your choosing not to try
Is only hindering my growth.
I guess I ask too much of strangers;
Too much, as well, of friends ...
Good thing I walk this path alone,
I suppose I must see it to the end.