Tearful Neighbors
I can feel them all, running on empty for threwe or more days.
I can see them on the outskirts of town, reaching deeply in for me.
How they call to me and hug at me, pushing all of it into me.
Am I this town?
Have I come that far?
To be God unto little girls and take away distress?
Surely not.
And they will reach out to me all the same, and hug for some nirvana.
A nirvana I know little of, and couldn't give away if I had a surplus.
I've been running on empty for months now.
If they could only see the gift they push away.
I can see them on the outskirts of town, reaching deeply in for me.
How they call to me and hug at me, pushing all of it into me.
Am I this town?
Have I come that far?
To be God unto little girls and take away distress?
Surely not.
And they will reach out to me all the same, and hug for some nirvana.
A nirvana I know little of, and couldn't give away if I had a surplus.
I've been running on empty for months now.
If they could only see the gift they push away.