Shed your skin and show me the scars that line it,
In such a way as leaves us both speechless.
I left the words behind with my innocence, so did you,
You manage nonetheless, as jaded as they seem.
To adapt is to stay afloat, and to sink is not an option,
Thrown into a circle of judgment, and enduring.
Strong willed and emotionally fragile never worked so well,
Trauma grows stronger with each tear that escapes.
Cry for help, the echoes are so reassuring if you listen,
The echoes make more noise than i ever could.
So I guess I'm inferior to what you can do to help yourself,
Bad advice is always worse than none at all.
Confide in what knows not your pain, its silence is all you need,
A rock to hold on to and a mirror to show humanity.
Relay to me the lamentations i missed at their time of need,
So i can hide them from the eyes of their cause.