Your feelings and my feelings are the same
I hate to watch these things we must go through
I hate the tears, the anger, and the blame
Remember you can always come to me
I'll never think your problems aren't real
I want to dry your tears and help you see
Your happiness is nobody's to steal
We can't be silent every day and then
Just leave ourselves bodiless on a screen
We need to talk, it doesn't matter when
At school or somewhere else, let's just come clean.
If all I have is words, I'm not much good
Talk to me, dears, I know you wish you could.
