I'm here
But no one sees me...

I call your name
You pretend to not have heard me...

Do you know what you're doing to me?
You're making me feel like a cat...

You're resting against a big tree
The soft breeze stroking your hair...

The early summer sunshine's bright
And the summer breeze's light...

Your words are killing me
It's like a cold sharp knife...

I'm crying in the dark
Crying for help, for forgiveness...

It happens
And when you realize...

I'm waiting at the bus stop
For my bus to come...

I run through the city at night
My eyes blind with tears...

On the bus
Sitting at the very back seat...

The golden streams of sunshine
feels warm to my skin and soul...