silently, i sit there
as i watch you sleep
there you were, breathing ever so slightly
and i wonder why i was there
as i sit there, cold and wet
brushing my hair
i ponder what i was doing
or if i even cared

i know i'm just a lost little girl
who only knows the pleasure of a slave
who gets off on making people happy
and not knowing how to make
happiness my own
not really understanding
just feeling the same

so, i sit there and quietly wait
for some answers to ease this
emptiness
to ease this pain
perhaps some fulfillment
that comes of patience's wait...

but no, nothing comes
nothing seems to ever come
i sit there and watch you sleep
you not having a clue in what was
going on
still, you sleep
ever so slightly breathing
as i sit there and worry about every aspect
in my life
as i sit there and not know what is going on
in my world
i feel lost and alone

though you are lying inches from my touch
it's not fair that i can't tell you what is going on
the truth and the sadness of my whole ordeal
though you wish you could help me
after all, we are not all able to read minds
or sense the aura of pain
as it radiates from my every pore of being...