The Silent Archive

In a crowded room of people I love

Does anyone know what keeps me alive?

Have they tried to know me

Or do they choose to not see me

I know I’m a lot

And most people would rather not

But nothing breaks my heart more

Than the people I love

Not wanting to know more

When all I do is notice

What they are

What they aren’t

What they wish

How they dream

I chase their in betweens

But no one cares to know about me

–Rose Hollow–