Under the surface

So I’ll write my lil love song,
And sing it to the wind.

I wish I was a better woman
I wish I had a better plan with dealing with this.
What am I . . . what am I to do?
Maybe I should run away.
Maybe I can run away and never be found.
What am I . . . what am I to do?

I had this dream the other night.
I had this crazy dream the other night.
Haven’t I . . . Have I arrived here before?

Cause you are
The love of my life.
You are
My heart & soul.
So I’ll just try to keep the world from smashing and crashing in.

But I know you’re gone.
I know you’re leaving me
Behind your dreams, behind your prayers.
What do you think?
What do you want?
What do you . . . love?

I am behind your dreams.
I am on my own now.
What do I seek?
What do I feel?
What do I . . . love?

So I sang my lil lonely song,
And yes I know it’s been calling to you.

A.D. just sent the strangest text just now. It’s like she knew. Maybe something’s gotta give. But thankfully the holidays are coming up and with everyone busy and/or gone, I will go unnoticed. Cause we all know we are not the selfless ppl we lead others to believe. Sure we talk of humanity, charitable acts, ending terrorism, sharing our winning lottery $, but when it comes to actually attentively listening to someone, does any one truly care to do it on their own without prompt and pity? Would they rather ignore it, push it aside, with all its signs and cries for help as long as they keep having their good time? Then when it’s too late, they’re the ones saying, if I only knew, if I only did something when they talked to me. I mean I got paid to show compassion and care at a hospital. If ppl truly cared in such ways, there wouldn’t have been such acts, right? But I know it’s not the ideal society I am speaking of and I am guilty of it too I’m sure. No one likes to address such issues so that’s why ppl like me prolly keep it in.