I am the watcher,
The one who quietly
Looks over your shoulder,
And protects you
From harm.
I am the listener,
Absorbing pent up frustrations,
While we point at funny
Shapes in the clouds,
As you lay wrapped in my arms.
I am the shoulder you cry on.
Do not be afraid
To drink from my strength,
I keep it for you,
And the times you feel marred.
I am the healer
For what troubles your mind,
Just give me a chance
To help you feel whole,
I can ease your alarm.
I am the voice in your head,
Defender of reason,
During life’s endless struggles,
Take comfort in me,
We’ll find dreams left afar.
I simply am doing
The best that I can,
With the basic tools
I’ve been granted,
To build a home in my heart.
I'll take all your hardships,
As your most capable carrier.
No need to watch, nor listen,
As I sneak away in the night,
To pass our tears to the stars.
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