Stop,
I need more time alone
So I can wade in the creek
Softly step through the sand
Figure out why I hate myself.

Wait,
Before you go,
I want to apologize
So I don’t feel so bitter
In the years to come.

Please,
I think I might need your help
Because I don’t understand why no one’s hand fits in mine anymore.

No,
I’m sorry,
I can’t tell you why you’re afraid to close your eyes in the shower
And I definitely can’t tell you why it’s scarier for me to.