I’ll show you mine if you show me yours.

I know you try and be hard,

But you’re really soft.

You push things away,

When really you want them near.

You’re wrapped up in fear, anxiety and confusion,

I see the weight in your eyes.

But it’s okay.


That’s why I’m here.

To soothe you.

To reach you.

To protect you from,



Fall back,

And I will catch you.

Hold you,

And love you.

So let go.


Let it all go.


Let all the insecurity,

Pent up anger,

And pain go.


Let. It. Go.

(I won’t tell the mandem).

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