I can't seem to find the point in a certain new 'friendship' when I'm the one putting forth all the new effort. Whilst I attempt many times at conversation, which you grant me.
But then of course turn the tables to a new day and hear nothing.
Is it I've the one with all the words to speak?
I've the one with the life to share?
I'm the one who isn't afraid to be rejected?
Because I do and I'm not!
I'm living out out.
Hear me loud and clear.
I don't need you, ya know?
You may very well just be there.
The empty pool of nothing to offer this world.
Mean words I dare spit out here?
Yea, that's how I roll.
Now I wait. If ya think you have time. One day...
Maybe I will still be there!
Yea, probably not!