I wish I could be there
I wish I could help
I wish life was fair
I wish my bones were made of skelp
I wish I knew how
or when
or why
To help those people who leave their feelings on a shelf
Only to later try to hurt them self
Why they do it
When did they make the choice
How can I help them through all this shit
To give them some sort of voice
I wish I could hold you
I wish I could say I love you
I wish I could kiss you
I wish I could stay with you
But why would wishes ever come true?
