Please, listen to me.
Please, try to understand what I’m going through.
Please, don’t judge me from what you see on the surface.
That’s not the whole truth.
So take a deeper look.
I’m feeling helpless.
So endlessly alone.
Please, stretch out your hand. And don’t pull it back.
Even though it seem I will not reach it.
Cause I will. I’ll promise you I will.
I just need some time.
To be ready and to trust your hand will always be there.
I need you to be here for me always.
Not only when you can see I’m down.
I need you also when I seem to be ok. When I’m smiling.
And laughing. Cause inside I’m not.
Inside I’m crying.
Please, be gentle. I’m so weak.
I can’t handle you being tough on me when I’m too tough on myself.
I can fall apart anytime.
That’s why I need you here. Supporting me.
Holding me up.
When I’m holding myself down.
I don’t know how much longer I can handle it myself.
I’m tired. Exhausted. Giving up.
There is a flashing light.
It’s you I see. Far away.
So, I’m whispering:
please come closer and light up my life.