Would You Understand? Part 2

Just help me through this. That's all I'm asking of you. So please try to wipe away my tears. Please help me to erase my fears. Please try to make all of my pain go away. Help me realize that there is more to life than being treated like dirt. Wash away all of my tears. Throw away all of my fears, and tell me that I'm going to make it through. Open the door that has trapped me in. Make me smile when I'm angry. And talk to me when I'm scared because I'm tired of getting sick from all of the stress. I want to be able to sleep at night. I want to be able to talk to you without you being scared for me. I want you to listen to me, to understand. I want you to be my friend. I know you think I'll be okay, but you don't know the rest of the story. You don't know about the nights that I have to cry myself to sleep. You don't know about the times I hide from sight and cry. You don't know about the times that I get upset and punch the walls. You think you know a lot about my life, but you don't even know the half of it. I know you'd understand it though, but I don't know how you would react. Would you still treat me like you do now or would you start to act different around me? Would you love me still or would you be ashamed. Would you still be able to look me in the eye and tell me that what you're saying is not a lie? When I look at you will you still smile or would you frown? Would you stare at the ground knowing that you should tell someone? I hope you'll still help me through all of this because you're the only person I can turn to.

written April 8, 2005