oh, you are the only one –
to feel pain…
to suffer…
to to cry aloud –

you are no different
to those you criticise
the soul has hardened

e talkative
be elective
be more sure
well, i know
i am not so, not anymore

you try not to look but you are –
and you are left reeling
you have shards which were once feelings

in a space for that moment
they put a smile on my face
the happiness goes
and the tears join in the chase

i am tired of seeing people
who are clearly lost,
for whom others are –
just a stepping stone
towards an imaginary destination