You come into the world with at least one person 

Your mother,

and you leave alone.

Between the time you come and go you're suppost to bond with other,

Make connections,

meet other people who will be with you.

What if you did and they all failed?

What if everyone left you in the desert?

Stranded and alone.

What if all you was yourself?

Who would you talk to?

Where would you turn to when you were in trouble?

What would be the reason for living?

To lose everything is painful.

I may have pushed people away but I never told them to leave.

I know I'm guarded but that's because no one tries hard enough to get to know me

No one ever asked me why? 

No one ever asked me what?

 No one ever asked me who?

No one ever asked me when?

I want to answer I really do.

I want to get it all off my chest, 

but how can I answer questions no one is asking?

What the point then?

No one will be listening.

As usual.

How will I heal if I can't talk to anyone?

It's a mystery no one can see that I'm screaming with my eyes.

Constantly holding back tears.

Well I have "friends" and a "family" I'm not all alone I guess.

But with everyone silent all the time hiding behind whats truly happening its just the same.

But I'll make it I'll smile it all away.

One day I'll find that person I can speak to whether its my husband or my pschiatrist 

but I hope they'll really be there for me.

Whether its now, tomorrow, or in 50 years I'll be patient.

I'm going to find someone who'll ask me,

who?

what?

when?

where?

why?

and how?

Then I will never be alone again.