Lonely

Not one asks me for a drink, none would to cheer and merry,

As the oasis begins to shrink, all try to step in my ferry.
None would know how I feel, all true emotions are dead,
I think I'm a potato peel, rotting in a moist shed.

Many a times I and me, not even once do I hear we.
I know that's lonely to be, you are sad though free.
Some do care but don't ask, none tries to see beyond the mask,
I'm a dolphin with a dancing task, my tears die in my own cask.

I'm individually bound to you all, though none of you'll answer my call..
I'm like a tree shedding in fall, and you sip coke in your silent hall.
There's no light more left of hope, lost I am and too innocent to cope.
Fill me with lies and stories of soap, and listen to me like I am the Pope.

Grief is the grave where my tears lie, I'm not strong and I need not shy.
Brief time I crave for care that does not lie, you just need to leap down to pick me high.

I keep waiting for one of you to cast a light, upon me frozen in the lonely cold night.
I am waiting for a smile that burns bright, as you embrace me dear and tight.

Come come come to me, I am the chosen one,
from worldly bonds I'll set you free, if you melt me like you are the sun.