What We Both Need

You anger me when I see you in despair. Because I know that is not where you wish to be. You have the tools to lift yourself up. But somehow you have chosen, To be there to wallow... And I wont allow myself to see you like this. Remember when you said to me, I alone can change my own destiny! That I chose to sit, With burdens and grief. And if I didn't tell them to leave me... I would struggle to stand. And I welcomed my own defeat. Look at you, Rehearsing your pain and sorrow. Do you need a swift kick, To knock you into tomorrow. Or should we trade tears... To barter back and forth? Or should we wait together, For agony from others to borrow? You anger me when I see you in despair. Because I know that is not where you wish to be. You have the tools to lift yourself up. But somehow you have chosen, To be there to wallow... And I wont allow myself to see you like this. And yet, I can't leave you alone. Come here... Let me hold you. Perhaps this is what we both need!