You ask me ho...w I'm feeling,
but do you really want to know?
The moment I try telling you,
You say you have to go.

How can I tell you,
what it's been like for me.
I am haunted, I am broken,
By the things you do not see.

You ask me how I'm holding up,
but do you really care?
The second I try to speak my heart,
You start squirming in your chair.

Because I am so lonely,
you see,no one comes around,
I'll take the words I want to say
And quietly choke them down.

Everyone avoids me now,
Because they don't know what to say,
They tell me I'll be there for you,
then turn and walk away.

Call me if you need me,
that's what everybody said,
But how can I call you and scream into
the phone, My God, my son is dead?

No one will let me
say the words I need to say.
Why does a mother's grief
scare everyone away?

I am tired of pretending
as my heart pounds in my chest,
I say things to make you comfortable,
but my soul finds no rest.

If you really love me,
and I believe you do,
If you really want to help me,
here is what I need from you.

Sit down beside me,
reach out and touch my hand,
Say, "My friend, I've come to listen
I want to understand."

Just hold my hand and listen,
That's all you need to do,
And if by chance I shed a tear,
It's alright if you do too.

I swear that I'll remember
til the day I'm very old,
the friend who sat and held my hand,
And let me bare my soul.

Author Unknown