i know i‘m not perfect,
i know i say the wrong things sometimes,
and i know i’m not always good at listening,
but could you tell me
what’s wrong?

i can try to be perfect,
i can continue trying to say the right things,
and i can be a good listener,
just please
what’s wrong?

that pain in your eyes cuts at me,
like the blade on the kitchen counter.
please talk to me.
i’m here for you.
what’s wrong?

i care about you,
i can’t see you in this state and not worry.
please,
talk to me,
i will listen.

we can go through this together,
you and i.
you can finally take off that mask that you wear.
i won’t laugh at your weakness,
and i would never hurt you.
please,
just please tell me...
                                WHAT’S WRONG?