Maybe i didnt make it clear,
But this is something close to me dear,
Its something special,
something cursed,
That isnt that near,

Maybe if you understood,
If I were you i know i would,
How it would feel,
To speak something clear.

No one can hear,
My voice thats so dear,
So precious,
But not so near,

So i ask from you,
Something that will do,
A simple "i care about you"
And maybe then,
I will speak again.
But for now,
I will take a bow,
And keep to myself,
And just say hello.