Write. Write Little Heart.

Do you see my smile...
Do you see my brown eyes...
Do you see the way my hair flips to one side...

Do you hear my voice...
Do you hear my thoughts...
Do you hear the inconsistencies in my words...

Can you see that I am so very flawed...
Do you see the pain that hides on my face...
Or that my eyes are just a mask...


I'm not real...
This isn't me....
You just see what you want to see.

Do you see my weak smile....
Do you see my pain filled eyes....
Do you see me tugging at that flip in my hair....

Can you hear my voice quiver....
Can you see my hand tremble....
Can you hear the sadness and the hurt in my tone....


This mask that I wear has cracks....
I can't change it now.....
I've lived my life this way for far too long....


I'm not real....
This isn't me....
You just see what you want to see.....


I have a shy smile....
I have bright eyes.....
I have hair that shines in the light.....

I have a broken heart.....
I have a crushed soul.....
I have a spirit that no longer wants to fight......

I'll keep moving on.....
I'll continue to be numb.....
And I'll listen to His voice for one more night.....


I'm not real....
This isn't me.....
You just see what you want to see.....
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I met you so so long ago.

But I don't think that I really knew you until now.

I wanted so badly to hear you.

I needed so much to feel you.

I couldn't help the way I felt then nor can I help it now.

It makes no sense to me that you are so far.

It makes no sense that you don't care.

I can't imagine being with you.

I can't imagine being without you.

I can't believe that this was all a dream.

I wonder why you left. I wonder why I'm gone.

I listen to the sound of you in the distance.

If I just press my ear skyward. Lend a hand to

the stars then maybe once again you will be near.

Your whisper is like a glimmer. Or maybe a chill on

the back of my neck.

Sometimes I yearn to change.

Once in a while I long for a new beginning.

But I know that these feelings will not always be around.

Why don't you listen to me?

Why can't I hear your voice?

I guess I need to just check out.

I'm down on my knees. Face down on the floor.

Tears are the only comfort that I feel.

I'm here. I'm here. I'M HERE!

Are you?