Barrier

I cannot send you messages,
it takes such courage just to try.
And even when I dare to send them,
no answer ever comes.

I cannot voice complaints;
if I do, you never stop scolding.
I cannot sulk or pout;
if I do, I'm told I don't understand.

I cannot even ask to hear your voice!
When I do, the answer comes: "Someday, it will all happen."
But that someday never arrives!

If only that someday would come just once, I'd be saved.
No, that someday will never come.
I don't want anything to come anymore.

Let a person live in peace however they can.
I am content.