Even if I shout you wouldn’t hear
Neither would I know who to shout to
I sit looking from a list:
have the time?
worth the time?
can I really?-
Talk to any of you?
Maybe I won’t even know what to say
Tears beneath a smile,
Pain beneath laughter,
A girl running beneath that girl whose shoulders you rest upon
Should I really tell you that I need your help?
or should I continue being the strong one for you?