I’m waiting for you to notice,
Terrified that you won’t;
I won’t be here for long,
So don’t tell me that you don’t.
I’m waiting for you to speak out,
Terrified that if you do,
I’d find my mind zoning in and out;
So maybe ask a question or two.
I’m waiting for you to see the silence,
Terrified that you can’t;
And I’m doomed to an eternity of yet another limbo,
So show me that you can.