pile of work.
pushes aside.
boots up computer.
drums fingers.
clicks bookmark.
page loads.
scrolls.
reads.
I'm just a single voice;
What can I do to erase,
All this misunderstanding?
All this anarchy?
Six degrees of separation.
Sometimes it's so hard to see.
That we are not alone in this.
I need to believe.
(actually, its you who needs to)
believe that there are always people who know
exactly how you feel.
so please,
let me help.
don't shut me out.
as the raindrops pound on my window pane,
i can do nothing but wait in vain.
i reach out my hand,
because i understand.
(exactly how you feel.)
so please,
don't tell me that you're fine;
because i know
you're not.
to everyone with issues,
my shoulder's always here for you.
=)
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