Can I See
You sit there quiet as can be
You scroll through your phone or maybe searching for a tweet
But when you look up and I look into your eyes
I see no fun
But your smile radiates more than the sun
So where dies the pain come from?
What is its cause?
I want to help because I have fallen in love with your flaws
I wish you let me in and tell me all that is wrong
I want to take it away and make everything okay
But first you have to notice me
So for now I will sit here and wait
And wonder what it could possibly be
And maybe one day you will let me see
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