Someone Here

There's someone here

Despite sometimes a blank stare

More than likely the memorys been impaired

Or rather energy to switch it all on

I can see and hear you

I know that you're there

And more than likely would rather talk

Or joke around than glare at you 

With a rugged poker face, or foolish daze

I've probably heard you whisper 

Under your breathe, not knowing 

What to think

Or having some opinion

It kills me seeing so many going through 

This something

We may have in common

But not know how to reach the other 

So close yet so far

And so we keep going

Looking from afar

But I know there's both pride and loneliness in there for being where you are

And someone that just wants a hug, a friend, a lift without feeling degraded or having to beg or be perfect

I wish you could see that someone's in here...that sometimes cares and sometimes doesn't because I've had it hard too, have pride and don't always social well...

But there's someone here, I wish you could see

So you didn't turn away

And instead we could make decent company

Into another type of day