Call Me

A late night cry for help.
Or a one sided conversation.
Wanting a reply, somebody to notice.
Not in an egotistacal sort of way,
Just an acknowledgement of existence.
A response to their response.
Their question.
Life is supposed to be two sided.
Acutally many faceted.
You're not alone.
A bit like blip sometimes.
Why don't you call me?
Not me personally, mind you.
Unless you want a taxi that is.