Why whisper?
Why do you whisper, when all I do is shout?
Why do you hide your pain, while I scream at the top of my lungs?
Why can`t I just shut up, and for once be there for you?
I try so hard to be there for you.
Sometimes I feel like I`m just letting you slip.
Watching you get hurt, without realizing what I`m seing.
You let me be one of the few that see you, as you truly are.
But can`t you see?
I`m too stupid! Too slow.
By the time I finally see the warning signes, it might be too late.
I never meant to hurt you. Not once.
And I believe that up to this day, I might not have hurt you too bad.
How can I be so proud, and so ashamed at the same time?
I`m proud to be your friend.
I'm ashamed because I`m not good enough to love you.
So why can`t you scream for me?
Because I can`t hear your whispers, and I am too tired of my own screams.
Let me know what is going on.
Tell me how you feel.
Let me love you, on my level.
I`m not as smart as you.
Nor as observant, or as good as you.
I just want to be a person that you can be proud of loving.
I just want to be loved. That is all I ever wanted.