Black Head

That Someone...

So many around, yet I'm alone;

So much talk, yet no one to speak; 

So much sound, yet no music to my tone;

So strong for no tears, yet so weak.

Here I am, for others to listen;

Here I am, for others to trust;

Here I am, for their burden to lessen;

Here I am, keeping them first.

Maybe it is me who gave up soon,

Or is it them who don't listen, yet hear?

Is it them meaning their words, the blue moon,

Or their broken promises or my helpless tear?

But then, I do have my Someone,

The one who knows the entire story,

The true one who hasn't still gone,

The real one there to wipe my eyes dry,

As my someone, I have... me.

~Truthfairy