I see those pictures, beautiful pictures smiles and laughter
I see the posts, the talking the banter the fun you share
I see the time you spent together
I see the effort, the effort you make to see each other
Then there is me, just little old me
Here alone wondering when is it my turn?
I see the beautiful family pictures on facebook and wonder
When it is my turn?
I see those nights out, the fun the laughter shared on facebook
I wonder when is it my turn?
I sit here alone, days after days sometimes it can be weeks
Often enough it can be months, I am sat here alone
No family coming around not even a sound
I watch as you share those perfect moments
Me missing out, never there to share them
I wait and wait for just a message
“Hey how are you”
The phone is always silent
The family to busy to notice me over here in the corner
I feel so far away, yet I am so near
I am sat here watching you share those family memories
The family memories I am never a part of
I am always on my own.
Until that day, just that one day
I see your name on my phone and my heart leaps
Then I read and it is not you caring about me
It is you looking for help when does it take you needing help?
Why can’t you text and ask how I am?
Why is it easier to wait till you need to ask for my help?
Growing up surrounded by people I felt so alone
The people in my life to busy to notice a child crying
Now I am an adult I am no longer surrounded by those people
I feel just as alone as the child did.