You mournfully wait in silence to hang you worries on the crescent moon, but nobody will lend you the silver ribbon.
I 'll never feel what you do, I wish I could relate.
You don't have to hide behind a mask anymore, please...
Let me in.
One of those people is me.
I 'll never feel what you do, I wish I could relate.
You don't have to hide behind a mask anymore, please...
Let me in.
When you try to hurt yourself, you hurt the people who love you too.
......One of those people is me.
Would you like a shoulder to cry on?
Here, just let me help you... but
.
Let me in.
It's not your fault.
You don't have to blame anyone,
but if anyone...
blame him.
He hurt you, I hate him for that.
He hurt your mom, too.
Why won't you talk to me about this?
Let me in.
For my dear M.H.
Picture and poem by Sophia Manco
Song for this post is Bottle it Up by Sara Bareilles
Picture and poem by Sophia Manco
Song for this post is Bottle it Up by Sara Bareilles