Whisper

How do I get rid of the people I loved?
They’re not around, yet I see them too much
When I close my eyes, it’s like they touch
the top, the bottom, and center

How do I get rid of the people in my head?
They show up in hoards as I get in bed
I open my eyes, then close them instead
Toes tap, they question and whisper

Maybe I’ll get up and wander
Maybe I’ll move to the sea
Maybe tonight I’ll have a good dream
Maybe one day, I’ll be me

“It’ll find you, wait”
“What are you waiting for?”
“Get out the door and go chase what’s yours”
“Patience is key, you should wait”

Maybe I’ll walk to the sunset
Maybe I’ll speak to the moon
Maybe tonight I’ll hear from a friend
Maybe one day is like, soon

Where do I find the good ones out there?
The ones who will stay and show me they care?
I circled the world, fell down the stairs
Found me, then nothing, then whispers

Where do I find the good ones around?
They fly away as I touch the ground
I wrote to the world and heard not a sound
Found top, then bottom, and center