blood drips down your wrist,
Immediately, tears well up in my eyes as if they have been there my whole life.
I begin to ask how you can do it, but i know.
I begin to ask you why you do it, but I know.
nevertheless, i wrap my arms around you.
I want to hold you until your pain goes numb.
You remind me of a butterfly,
you cannot see the beauty in your wings.
I ask how I can help
yet, i know, sometimes I can't.
Still, though, I will always ask you,
so you know that somebody cares
about your wings.