Tears run down my face
Just like every stereotypical depressing poem I've ever written
But this time its different
This time I feel you looking at me in deep concern
Not because it benefits you
In no way does my panic benefit your life
but out of great concern for me as a being
Tears running down my face
You wipe them away as you hold me close to your chest
Reminding me how important my life is
Don't you see
Your the only one that has attempted to look deeper than my skin
Don't you see
your the only one who has wiped these tears away
You hear my cries for help
And you are here in moments
Your the only one that sees deeper than my skin
That sees the scars and open wounds on my heart
The tattered peaces of my soul
You see them You know just what to say
But your the only one.