As your lonely days roll into sleepless night, I behold your pain through your smile's storm,
The world's weight bears down on your life but as you pretend, it becomes your daily norm;
I see the cracks in your dam of tears behind those watery eyes, they beckon to be released;
Is it similar to that unyielding feeling you struggle with, has your self-esteem steadily decreased?
Constant becomes your norm to where you keep the people in your life at a safe arm's length,
But speak to me, for I will comfort you, so that I am allowed to help regain your hidden strength.
D M Williams