Alone I sit, surrounded by people.
Conversations flare, but I am not involved.
Mentally surveying my value in it all.
Quietly whispering inside lonesome walls.
Shielding my identity, and fading to infinity.

Take the me I have left behind,
And guide her passionate pedals far.
Soak my eyes in color and light,
Have the pieces fall where they want.
Allow her hopes, her dreams to build,
But not shatter at her tender feet.
Let each tear trickle with laughter,
Give every feeling recognition.
Protect her from the shames of life,
But don't spare her all their splendour.
Woo her spirituality,
And let her love life mend her.