Do we share,
Our misery?
What is it,
you see in me?

Do I make you,
Feel Light and free?
What keeps you ever,
So close to me?

It's not my smile,
Nor my words,
Half of which,
You call absurd.

It's not my hopes,
It's not my dreams,
From both of which,
You took the steam.

It's not my love,
nor my attention,
Any man,
can rig suspension.

It was my heart,
Back at the start,
but you have now,
torn that apart.

So tell me now,
What is in me?
Was it all,
For my loyalty?