Open
I've watched myself hold onto love when no one around me seemed to care,
I've asked to spend time to sit and talk, to open up and share,
It seems as if busyness rules the world, and always needs something to do,
I wish they could see The distraction it holds that detours them from the truth,
I've watched tears fall from neglected time that all of a sudden care,
If only they could turn back time, go back to meet them there,
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