If not me, then with whom whom to pretend with to act tough with to be angry with when the answers you seek are not answers at all If not me, then with whom to be your faithful eyes when you just can't see and to hear the things you ignore determinedly all the while, fervently pushing me away I don't know what to say or how to be but I'm here, waiting patiently for you to finally see me for me, for you I'm here, fumbling, stumbling through something so humbling hating that your hurting hating that we are crumbling when all I want to do is hold you, help you be the rock you know me to be just as you have been for me