Don't tell me
that you understand, don't tell me that you know,
Don't tell me
that I will survive, how I will surely grow.
Don't tell me
this is just a test, that I am truly blessed,
That I am
chosen for this task, apart from all the rest.
Don't come at
me with answers that can only come from me,
Don't tell me
how my grief will pass, that I will soon be free.
Don't stand in
pious judgment of the bonds I must untie,
Don't tell me
how to suffer, don't tell me how to cry.
My life is
filled with selfishness, my pain is all I see,
But I need
you, I need your love, unconditionally.
Accept me in
my ups and downs, I need someone to share,
Just hold my
hand and let me cry, and say,
"My friend, I
really do care."
Author Unknown
