Sugar Stories

I wonder if you see me as you walk on by. Is there anything about me that seems to catch your eye? Or your ears, can you hear my tears? I have gone so many years, living with the same fears, I wish you were near. I wish you could see me really. But you are always too busy. I wonder if you think that about me. I am too busy to stop and see the glimmer in your eye. I am not too busy, but you often turn away, acting shy. So...