Someday

Someday
You're going to do the things you say you'll do
It's not that I don't think you're trying
Or that you're even close to lying
It's just I wish I could rely on you.

I love you
So much, and we're in this for the long run,
But you say that you'll do something
But it often gets forgotten
So then I end up wondering
If anything you promise will get done.

Your heart has good intentions
And I see them brightly shine
Which is why I try not to mention
What happens most of the time.
I just wish that all the tension
From this would fade away
But now that I've got your attention
Here's what I'm trying to say:

Someday
You're going to do the things you say you'll do
It's not that I don't think you're trying
Or that you're even close to lying
It's just I wish I could rely on you.

I'm not upset with how you are
You're more amazing then I dreamed of by far
You love me and you care for me
So I'll just leave this door ajar.
If you want to, someday, walk through it and become

Someone who does the things he says he'll do
And then you won't have to prove you're trying;
Always fulfilling the promises he made to you,
Then no one will think you're close to lying.
Someone I can depend on,
What he says will be the end of it,
Then I'll be able to rely on you.

Someday.

Weakness

Weakness.
A thing I'm so afraid to show the world.
A word that says "I'm struggling,
drowning, sinking, need your help"
Would never bring the desired comfort,
Friendship that I crave so much
But would bring the thing I most desire
To avoid:

Avoidance.
When you know that there are people
That could come and lift your misery
If only they cared for your company.
It's only their company that you need
That you want. That you wish
So much would take away this
feeling that you're all alone and
No one even cares.

Alone.
You sit there all alone and wonder
What you've done that has made you
feel like or maybe even become
An outcast amongst the world.
It's not like you're unkind or even
That people have never thought you
fun to be around. You just have
Somehow slipped from the view
or notice of those you held to be
Your friends.

Friendless
Is how you find yourself now
And you wish so much to tell someone
How you feel. To have them take
Away this feeling and let you know
It's all imaginary. But you can't
Tell them. Because then you would
Never know if they're response is
Out of pity or sincere desire to be
Your friend. So you cleave to your
Weakness.

And hope it all will go away.