Talk to me




Talk to me, 
Like you've never talked
To your lover
Your friend 
Your mother
Yourself.
I will not judge  you
I will not turn my back on you
I will look straight in your eyes
And I'll tell you, 
That you are human.

If you want, we can cry together
You can tell me what hurts you
And I will kiss you
Like a sister. 
We can laugh.
You can forget all the games others play
You can stop pretending 
When we are together.
You can be your true self
I will still love you.

We are all born into this world innocent
People who gain
From wearing a mask
Corrupt us
And we forget our identity.
I will take you back 
To the beginning
When you were pure and wholesome
When a smile was just that, a smile
And a kind word didn't have an expectation.

Let me love you to healing
Let me kiss you like a mother
Let me remind you
That you have the right to be unique
To be you.
You have a beautiful soul 
Just let it be
Just be. 

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