I want to feel what you feel.
I want to stand with you in the place that you are in.
I want to help you walk away from there,
if that is what you want.
I'm here to see the person you are,
not the backs of my own eyelids.
I might not understand your words,
but I'll understand your voice.
I want to be the one that speaks with you,
not at you.
I want to be the one that sits with you and is quiet.
I know you, you are like me.
Something has locked you out;
I want to let you come home.
