This isn't exactly a "rhyming poem" or anything, but it's still a poem to me.
You say "It's alright."
"It doesn't mean a thing."
"I'm happy." you explain
"It's all for the best."
but I know how it is...
I know how you feel...
like the walls are caving in...
like you can't take a breath...
The world is against you
Satan's hands are deceitful
and it hurts...
Yeah, I know...
Because I've been there before
But you're not alone
I'm here if you need me
To keep you accountable
Or as a shoulder to cry on
