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Cassandra
When I see you in the hall
I feel warm inside.
When I see your grades are passing,
my heart fills up with pride.
Every time I talk to you
you're sure to make me smile.
Just to see you laughing
makes my day worthwhile.
I tell you that I love you.
I say it every day.
You know how much I care
More than I could say.
You matter to me, friend.
Without you, my days are sad.
If you need someone to lean on,
you know that I'd be glad.
Then I see the marks
you strive so hard to hide.
dark red, bloody testaments
to the pain you lock inside.
I can't say how much it hurts me
To see this hurt in you.
I've cried for you so many times
Is there nothing I can do?
I know the money's tight.
I know the home life's rough.
I know you're having trouble.
And you're trying to be tough.
You're too beautiful to be here.
You're too wonderful for this.
You're too loving to be hurting.
Please climb out of this abyss.
Don't hurt yourself, my little friend.
Claw out of this cage in which you dwell.
Don't hurt yourself, my little friend.
Because you're hurting me as well.
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Thursday, March 06, 2008
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