I’ve watched as you’ve torn yourself apart
Your own worst critic condemning and harsh
I’ve sat and listened to your tale of woe
You have no one left and no where to go
You tell me your armour is broken and dented
And you look like a soul, torn and demented
But I can’t help wishing you’d pick yourself up
Shake the dust of you boots and never give up
No one can rob you of your dreams but you
No one can tell you what you should do
Only you can grasp the things you desire
So stand up and start to re-stoke your fire
You tell me again how you can’t go on
You’re crushed and feel like you don’t belong
I listen as you curse the hand you were dealt
You tell me no one understood how you felt
You let out a sigh and call for surrender
Reach out for a hand that’s warm and tender
I want to shake you and tell you the world did not end
You still have life, you still have a friend
No one thing defined the person inside
One part of you lost does not mean you died
I love you and so I’ll tell you what shouldn’t surprise
Self pity is the one thing that will bring your demise
You look in my eyes with fear and loss
You tell me that you feel like you have been turned and tossed
You never thought life would turn out this way
You loathe the night and curse the day
I pull you close to my side, whisper in your ear
All is not lost, I am still here
