I’ll help you find the balm
to soothe your
sunburned skin
from the time you spent
staring at the waves
I’ll help you find the perfect
parka to
cover you
when your standing alone
outside in the rain
I’ll help you find the good advice
you so
desperately need
and you’ll carry it
in a locket on a chain
But I could never be
anyone of these
I refuse to be
I refuse to be
I’ll help you find the words
that come easy to me
but hard for you
that let others know
exactly what you mean
I’ll help you find the list
you made when
you were ten
that predicted that
you’d be married by nineteen
I’ll help you find the name
you swear to
from your bed
in the morning
and before you go to sleep
But I could never be
anyone of these
I refuse to be
I refuse to be
Your assumptions are
the reason the concrete cracks
the reason the graphite snaps
and you’ll spend the rest of your night
speaking static to your phone
lying to a dial tone
because it’s the only one that will hear
that you’re waiting for flames
to burn you to the ground
to bury what you saw
to leave you ash
which you will spread upon your face
and take another name
and never be the same
I’ll help you find the one
to share
with you
his broken heart
and ignore the pain
But it will have to be
anyone but me
But it shouldn’t be
anyone but me
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