It’s ripping me apart to see you this way

Crying yearning tears, saying to yourself

they will never find me… and maybe I’m just better off alone

Lying to yourself, saying that you despise those around you

So misunderstood (How heavy it must be)

So uncaring (to carry a calloused heart)

How shortsighted (if only you could look beyond yourself)

and choose to accept that things will change

This human need to connect

To be seen

To be heard

We need to learn how to walk away

We need to learn how to look around

To Take everything in

And smell the roses