Monday, January 10, 2011

REDUNDANT WANDERING

I'm here for you.
Yes i'm here for you.
But i don't feel here
at all.
I feel over there,
away.
far from you,
unapart of your life,
where i want to be,
where it seems
you wanted me too.
Why don't you invite me in,
where it's warm,
where you are.
I'm here for you,
yes i'm here for you.
I'm here for me too.
I'm tired of worrying about simply me.
Oh, that gets old.
so old.
Why don't you
invite me in,
with you,
where it's warm?
Why do you just
let me sit here
missing you?
Why don't you try?
Try for my hand.
Try for me.
Try to show me
what it's like to be you. 
I'm here for you.
Yes I'm here for you,
but I feel over there,
away
far from where you are.

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