When and Can’t.


When you see the pain we have hidden inside,
When you see the fears that we can’t hide.
When you see the horror of all that we know,
Can’t you understand our longing to go?

When you see just what it is to be me?
Can’t you just let me be free?

When you think you can understand,
Can’t you let go of my hand?

When you see that I can’t go on
Can’t you just let me be gone?

When you see
Can I be free?

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