If I need you, how will I know you will be there?
I don't feel like I have that right.
I'm always surrounded, yet I stand alone,
Is this my fault ?
Why do I always have to spell it out,
Why can't some one, or any one just notice.
I can see everyone else's pain,
And I try to take it away.
Maybe that's the trade off, I can take their pain away,
But it becomes my own to bare.
Cursed. Alone. and Afraid.... but
I wouldn't change it, if it means you get to smile.