Literature
Think It Through
I wish I could be of assistance
However, I'm told I should keep my distance
I love you, you should know I care
But to ask you 'What's wrong?' I wouldn't dare
There's so much fog in our air we breathe
That you would tell me 'Just let it be'
Please enlighten me with what it is; come out of your lair
I've been hurt so often, I've came prepared
I'm sure I'm capable to aid you
Nevertheless, in return, I must pay my dues
Yet maybe it was time for you to see it from your own view
So you can know what it feels like to be used
See what it's like to be in my shoes
For just one day
Yet, it still wouldn't leave my mind at