I want to see you after you practice for
months
Then choke on the big stage.
I want to feel your heartbeat when you're
surrounded in the stairwell with no friend
in sight.
I want to hear you cry for help, abandoned
on a rooftop, when the ladder's kicked away.
I want to trace your thoughts when she tells
you the end might be near.
I want to whisper encouragement in your ear
And stand beside you
And catch you when you jump
So I can stare right back at you when you
look me in the eyes and tell me you don't
have the strength to change.
Continue
Stay in the room a little longer.
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