I'm sorry, mother,
I'm sorry that you're afraid
Of losing me to darker things
Of seeing your greatest dismay

I'm sorry, father,
I'm sorry that I drag you down
That I can't pull myself together
That I always seem to drown

I'm sorry, grandmother,
I'm sorry that I fail you
That I am not the golden child
That I am broken through and through

I'm sorry to all I know,
I'm sorry that I cannot fly
I'm sorry that I cannot win
That I cannot touch the sky.

I see you standing there
I can see the pain masked by a smile
I can see how broken you are

I want to help you
I want to make you feel wanted
I want to make you happy

But I don't know how
I don't know what to do
I don't know how to act

I wish I could help you
I want to help you
I can help you

I've been through this
I know how this works
I know how I got through this

Maybe I can heal those scars on your wrist
I just want you to open up
I need you to open up

I know that it is hard
I understand what this means
I might not understand completely

I can try to understand
I will understand
I just need you to trust me

Please
Let Me
Help You

Don't
Shut Me
Out

Pictures dance in my head
but my pen refuses to bring them to life
So I spill the words instead.

Every night,
the words sit on my tongue.
Every night,
your kiss seals my lips.
Every night,
I keep my heart silent again.

I am the sun,
and you are the shadow.
You could eclipse me,
but I am not afraid.

She is like a rose.
She is beautiful as she is broken.
She carries the world on her shoulders and makes it look like a pair of wings.
Her smile gives you butterflies and her voice sounds like the voice of an angel.
Yet she has insecurities of herself.
She carries the world on her shoulders and feels like a million bricks is on her shoulders.
Her smile is a fake one and her voice is broken.
She feels unloved because no one shows it.
And sadly, that girl is me.

We're
mirror-minds,
you and I.