• People stay an arm reach away,
    Not too far
    But not close enough to know.
    Loneliness tears me apart.
    When will someone cross the line?
    When will someone see I'm crying inside?
    I'm tired of my wall
    When will it tumble down?
    If I build up the courage
    To reach through it,
    Will you pull me through?
    Or will you walk by,
    Onto someone easier?