It fucks me up
when you're sad,
when you're hurt,
when the world is unfair to you.
I don't know what to do.
I want to take your hand,
grasp it tight,
hold your head,
lift your chin.
I want to tell you
everything will be okay.
I want to tell you that in a world
filled with evil
and injustice
and misunderstanding
and sadness
I will stand by you.
I want to tell you that when you feel alone,
when you've had an endless day
and it seems that no one understands,
I will stand by you.
When you turn on me
I will turn to you.
When you want to be alone
I will be alone with you.
When you're hurt
I will be your wrath.
Your hand in mine,
I will face the world with you
and be your strength
when you have none.
Your head resting on my shoulders,
I will be your rest
when you have done
all that you can.
