I walk around with a heavy heart
every thought adds to the burden
every unkind word strikes me deep within

you think I can't hear you
truth is
I don't need to
it's written all over your face

please
it's not that hard
show me a smile
lighten my load

for I am that perfect stranger
the one that got away
the creepy one at the corner shop
or the one with the cute eyes
that sits in the same seat on the bus
everyday

consistently changing
growing
in fear?
or courage?
I'm not quite sure

I don't know how much more of this I can endure.