I told you I would listen

And just so you know,

I'm still here waiting

For what your words will show.

You cry when you speak

And you're having trouble talking.

You're just waiting for someone like me

To put you down with mocking.

Your problems are your own,

You know mine aren't the same.

I can only try to help you,

Yet it's me to whom you came.

I'll wipe the tears as best I can.

I'll let you know I'm here,

Hoping you can talk to me

Without that ounce of fear.