What is considered trying anymore?
Is it buying lunch for a friend
or making sure they got home safe
or being someone they can lean on in hard times

I'd like to think I try
I try to be the person I wish I had
I try to make sure the few close to me feel the love I wish I could receive.

I start the conversations,
I want them to share with me,
allow me to enter their lives

But when I stop talking,
in hopes they are interested by me,
I receive silence

The hours go by with silence dominating the conversation
no more questions, no more laughs
I sit wondering why
why I am not loved.

What makes me the outsider
Why is it so hard for me to be met with interest
instead of silence

They see my tired eyes
Red and puffy
and down turned smile
but yet
All I only receive questions from the silence

No one cares about me