Is not asking the same as not caring?
Are they praying I am not going to tell?
Can they see my mood,
depressed and upset?
If they can, why aren’t they asking?
Is that not the base of our instincts?
To make others happy?
To care for each other?
So why aren’t they asking?
They seem to only care, if I tell
Maybe not even then.
All alone, trapped again,
deeper than ever before.
No friends, no family.
No warmth.
Forever I will be
alone and cold.