I sit there, waiting for someone to come
But no one does
I watch people pass by with a look in their eye
A purpose, a place to which they travel
I just sit there
I listen to the sounds of people talking
About life and love and hope
Thoughts in abundance
I don't share, my voice is silent
I sit there, waiting for someone to come
But no one does
I smell the ice cream and popcorn
The children carry around with them
Smiling and laughing with their companions
Scents of flowers
I have been given nothing
I tread to my home
Sit on my faded couch
And wait for daylight to seep through the curtains
So I can live another day of nothingness
I sit there, waiting for someone to come
But no one does
After years of reaching
Years of searching
Years of conversing
Years of trying
Years of adjusting
I sit there, waiting for someone to come
But no one does
