calls/msn/face to face

i lost my chance of walking away,
or least a temporary stray.
to have some time alone, to have some time free of worries.
just being here itself, my mere person/dailyroutine/lovedones--

we/i love you, but can't seem to get to you
we/i care for you, but it seems to burden you
we/i talk to you, but words don't seem to communicate
we/i watch over you and the distance just seems to widen

my anger screams at me to walk away
my heart hangs on in fear of your falling apart
my tears fall finally at the helplessness that we all are.

and yet we all move as if smiles and masks are who we are.