
I have a strange affliction
or so it seems
As I get to know people
they drift further away
The more I share with them
the less they care to stay
The more I try to please them
the more they lose esteem
But a stranger will say hello every day
With a smile and a greeting
they brighten up my way
They don’t know my secrets
my flaws, or my mistakes
They don’t expect anything from me
or make me feel afraid
Perhaps I should remain a stranger
to everyone I meet
Perhaps I should not open up
or let them see me weak
Perhaps I should not hope for more
or dream of something deep
But then again
perhaps not
Perhaps there is a chance
that someone out there will accept me
and love me as I am
That someone out there will not drift away
but hold me by the hand