Talking To Nobody

Hello darkness, who am I?
I don't seem to know who any more.
You don't ask me why I cry.
But I don't know why I'm surprised,
because you never asked me why before.
Not even I was there to see
if things would be alright for me
and what my life would really mean
had all my work not gone unseen.
You seem to think I feign my tears
simply cos I always smile.
But you didn't see me through the years
when all I needed was to have
someone to sit and listen for a while.