will you hold on to me
even if I won't be around?
will you listen to my words
even if I won't make a sound?

will you still love me
when I won't be so lovable?
will you still reach out
when I would be unreachable?

will you even miss me
if I won't ever call?
will you try to find me
when I won't like to be found?

will you still save me
when I won't like to be saved?
will you still fix my pieces
if I won't be that brave?

the light in people’s eyes
who have dealt with loneliness
glows brighter than others
because they have had to find
conversations within looking
up at the moon

Who am i
A stranger in the wind
Or a solider in disguise
Sometimes I feel I am both
But lost in what is an identity
Trying to find mine