Sunday, 8 July 2007

They can't see

They tell me we are all just animals underneath
They tell me that basic needs and desires drive us
They tell me it's normal

They don't tell me how to deal with the empty nights
They don't tell me how to feel a loving touch
They don't tell me

They can't understand the loneliness
They can't comprehend the emptiness
They can't see my body is longer my friend

They can see but they can't see me.