Don't tell me that you understand,
don't tell me that you know,

Don't tell me that I will survive,
how I will surely grow.

Don't tell me this is just a test,
that I am truly blessed,

That I am chosen for this task,
apart from all the rest.

Don't come at me with answers
that can only come from me,

Don't tell me how my grief will pass,
that I will soon be free.

Don't stand in pious judgment
of the bonds I must untie,

Don't tell me how to suffer,
don't tell me how to cry.

My life is filled with selfishness,
my pain is all I see,

But I need your love
and friendship, unconditionally.

Accept me in my ups and downs,
I need someone to share,

Just hold my hand and let me cry, and
say, "My friend, I really do care."


~ Author Unknown