FunnyDust
Bluelighter
I know what you're doing. You can't hide it from me. I can tell every time I look at you, face-to-face, eye-to-eye. You and I are quite alike, except I'm aware. You follow me around, day and night. I know you want t be just like me. There’s just that one difference though. You're hiding. You're somewhere, deep in your own world, never sleeping, always wide-eyed waiting... for it to go away? To be strong? It doesn't work that way and although I'm telling you this now and I tell you it every waking minute, I know that something inside you is just going to keep pushing the hurt down deeper. You know what you have to do, where to go, but its that one difference between you and I. If I could take over, I would. But where's the will? Where's the need to carry on? I have that and I grasp it tight. I'm not going to go away and I'm not going to stop telling you what to do. Why can't you ever completely listen? Why can't I change you? Until you're ready to accept things and until you're ready to grow up you can't be just like me. I will be forever here, hold my hand when you're ready.
