1I linger in the doorway, And wait to hear your footfall. Your footfall never comes, your smile never appears. Instead, I am greeted by the shadows of the past.
I see you, but I'm invisible to you. I speak to you, but I've become a mute. My words don't seem to reach you anymore. I wonder if they ever have.
You think I know nothing. You think that I am an imbecile, one that can't see your pain. You think I can't relate to it. What you don't know is that I can.
I know that you've had a tough time, And I'm telling you, I'll be there to catch your fall. But will you be there to catch mine? Lately I'm not sure anymore.
Pushing off is my game. Can't you see why? Everything I do ends in pain. My words fall into the abyss of nothingness.
No one hears me. Yet, I hear them. I grieve for them. Do they grieve for me?
Can you grieve for me, the way I grieve for you? Can you care for me, the way I care for you? Can you catch my fall, the way I catch yours? Can you see my pain, the way I see yours?
Will you see me, the way I see you?