So what am I to do,
I'm lost and wandering,
swaying, being forced
in every possibly direction.
Wherever you go, you'll see me,
though I don't really know
why I'll be there,
no doubt chasing
some wild dream,
or some heartbreaking nightmare.

There's him,
the be all and end all of everything,
the one who seems to be
the centre of my existance,
although I try to imagine
that he's nothing special.

There's the other one,
a good friend,
he makes me smile,
and pretends to care
like he wants to help,
when mostly, I think that
he doesn't want to know.

Then there's her,
she waltzes in,
makes me stop and stare,
dazzled for a moment,
starstruck for a second,
and suddenly, everything that is her,
is seeping into my head,
running through my veins
and I'm part of everything,
but nothing holds me down.

And then, there's me,
so bright, so funny,
I make them laugh,
I wipe their tears,
and teach them how to smile again,
and help them recover from broken hearts,
broken dreams,
and broken wishes.

But who makes me smile,
when tears blur my sight,
when nightmares fill my nights,
and when my heart takes flight,
and leaves me empty,
lonely,
wishing for everything,
caring for everything,
wasting to nothing.