Alone again, here in my mind,
no one sees my suffering in a world so blind.
The shock has faded revealing a pain so true,
alone with this torture, but plenty for two.
No one whom I can tell I miss her.
No one whom I can tell I care.
No one whom I can tell I want her.
No one when I need them there.
So I say it to myself,
and I say it in my mind.
I just hope no one is there to see,
when I finally breakdown and cry.