… As I sit, engulfed by many, I feel the tension in the air.
Smiling faces and phony laughter, Can I hide the silent stare?
… No words can express the feeling that only eyes can bring across,
A feeling of complete and utter despair of something that was lost!
… Yet as I look around the room and join their fun,
I feel their eyes shoot through me, like the bullets of a gun!
… They smile and pretend to care, but never truly listen.
And the tears forming in my eyes against the light that glisten…
… I send a silent cry for help, through this silent stare of my mind;
And though engulfed by many, they all seem to be blind!
… If they only all take time to look around and see,
The pain in each other eyes, the pain in you and me…
… No one seems to know the meaning of MANY, or its importance;
Or even the need of a shoulder to cry on in times of hurt in distance.
… As it turns out, what I thought was lost, was never lost at all;
But instead it was never there, it was a dream, so dull.
… This dream I have dreamed so long, I thought it had turned real;
But now I know I was just overwhelmed by what I long to feel!! …