It's like standing in a storm,
and not feeling the wind or rain
not hearing the thunder
not seeing the lightning...
But when I stop to listen,
I can hear her screaming
I hear her crying and yelling
I hear her breaking stuff
Cause she's still fighting it...
I know what is causing this,
I know how she feels...
Sometimes she even tries to show me,
The things I remember too but still seem so unreal...
She's looking for something,
Something or someone to fight
Someone to scream at
A way to make it right...
No one had warned her...
She couldn't do a thing
she wished she had more time
She wish she had known,
so she could've done things differently...
She feels so helpless
She feels so alone
She feels so sad,
over what she doesn't want to know...
I help her through it
I let her scream
I do all she needs to do
She lets me ''Not believe''...
She wants to come near me
But I won't let her come close
I'm not ready for her feelings
I'm not ready at all!