The metal that slides down your wrist.
This feeling I do not know.
You keep it locked up deep within you so.

I am writing this in ignorance.
I am writing this for you.

You do things that I don't understand.
A smile and 'I know how you feel'
Just won't do.
It would just be a lie.

I can't understand
And I probably never will.
Still I think the best of you
No matter what you do.
But I'll always be here for you.
That I know is true.