I tell you all that I can handle it
And so your secrets you tell.
You’ll never know that
You’re creating my own personal hell.

Of course you’re not to blame.
I’m the one lying.
But how could you never notice
That I’m also dying.

I know I don’t always share my problems
Or talk about the pain,
But there are many things I cannot say.
So I keep them in my brain.

Someday I wish I could explain
The empathy that hurts so bad,
The stomach aches and watering eyes,
That come even though I’m not sad.

I feel what you feel
Though I don’t understand why.
The emotion takes over,
But these are not my tears to cry.

Don’t think you shouldn’t tell me,
Because I’d rather know than not.
Just remember that your pain can hurt more than just you
And please give my feelings a second thought