My eyes with such vision they are a crystal ball
Things that I see leave me clawing up the hall
Revelations so heavy I’m breaking down my wall
Time always settles me but every time I fall
Try to pick myself up but instead I will crawl
Another day is gone without a hello or a call
I’m beginning to think I’ll never hear from him at all
And I guess I’m not as important as I once had thought
© Delia Ross. 2019
