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I look at you, you are so frail
Helpless, hopeless or care less - I dare you have the choice.
You sit awake, but are you near?
I speak to you, are you clear?
Or do you choose what you want to hear?

Lax in my duties, my role I fail to play
As with each passing day.
I sit and ponder on what to do
Or am I in a way washing my hands off you?

I can't curtail the way I feel for you
There is a link between we two.
Where does your road lead?
Take my hand, show me,
Talk to me.

I cannot read what's in your mind.
What I'm sure of is,
We are not the determiners of time;
I remind you.
Why,
Why have you given up?