you keep talking word after word
and all i do is want to mute you
but instead i tell myself to
show consideration
let you know i care
and not let out the screaming
that tries to drawn out your sounds

this is your story
and you have the right to be heared
it's good you share your pain

but i can't share mine
i can't let you know i'm screaming
my secrets are not mine to tell
i guard an untold horror
so i have to sympathise
and comfort you
without telling that i really know
what it is you say