I won't lie for you.
That's not my way
That's not what I do
This is what I always say
And you know that
Oh, how you know that
Yet you tell me things
Things that need attention
Things that a warning sing
And expect me not to mention them
It seems unfair
You want me to apologize
But not to care.
You want me to be here.
But not to help you there!
You want me to cry with you
But not dry your tears
You want me to hold you
But not scare your fears.
I see the end
Of your tunnel
There's hole in the floor before the funnel
But you cannot walk until you mend it
But you don't want to truly end it...
Do you...?
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So this was a lot there may be some symbolism that you didn't quite catch, but this is really about, as many of my others, Depression and friends with depression. Sometimes we don't think straight when we're going through things and we do something awful and then we ask another friend of our not to tell anyone. But not telling anyone, Ink Jars, can cause terrible results.
Your faithful Writer, Lewis
P.S. I'll post a happy one for all your sakes next
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