I sit and i listen,
As my eyes start to glisten,
The silence is going,
In the wind which is blowing,
Only silence echoes through this broadening space,
Why am i still in this huge empty place,
No-one knows my long lived lust,
For someone to listen, for someone to trust,
I stand alone in my empty field,
I block all pain with an emotional shield,
But still i feel the burning hole,
Of loneliness inside this battered soul,
I see no good, I feel no loss,
I follow only me my leading boss,
I know not yet of love but of anger and hurt,
Before I was treated like lifeless dirt,
No-one knew, no-one cared,
Of the little girl who deep down was scared,
Scared of anger, scared of joy,
Scared of being used and pushed like a toy,
She still knows now even though grown and wise,
How not to be seen, when they're staring right in your eyes,
But deep down i know i feel no more,
All of those times made me emotionally poor,
Now there is only one thing to do,
I sit and i wish for love and hopefully happiness too,
I wait and i listen to hear the pain,
But silence is only in the wind again.
