Pull me close Hold me tight Like glass I am frail. Wipe my tears Comfort me Give me hope Like glass I am feeble. Shoulder me Cuddle me Just be there for me For like glass I am fragile.
Writing has always been therapy for me. My pen and paper have always been the best friend I could always pour my heart out to, they were always there for me when I was lonely. These two things were the unjudgemental family I longed for. They accepted me for who