Rossymalossy

I see these people all over the place – Depressed, anxious, confused, confounded even – And I see them, all uncertain, not knowing what will happen next I see them trying to be brave or just accepting the fear I see them breaking and then pretending not to be broken I see them, and I have only three words: First word: You Second person pronoun, indicating the person to whom I am speaking It’s every person, just as it is specific to the one, making no discernment between the two Second word: Got A word indicating possession, ownership, belonging Also a word indicating inevitability; In this case You must own, You must posse

Catch you when you fall Pick you up and stand you tall Stroke your face down to your chin Turn that frown into a grin Wipe away those cruel tears Fight back against your fears Hold you to me and claim that right Turn you away from the dark and into the light An embrace to sniffle into, a shoulder to cry on Here's the pair of shoes you never got to try on Step into them and stay out of the seamy side of life Away from the trouble, free of the strife Just turn to me and cry Turn away from depression and defy When it all seems too much and you seem too little When all your dreams become too brittle I'm here, whether you want me or not Never go