Open Arms

I feel ashamed
We keep talking about us
How we feel
How we're hurt
But who should we really be worried about?
Her.
She is more important.
Imagine what she is going through
Feeling like she's done so many things wrong
Like she's hurt us
So I ask you
Can we stop
And take a look
For isn't it our job to take care of her?
To help her in her times of need
To love her
And be there for her?
She's what matters
I know you agree with me
So open your arms with me
And help me
Help her
Category:Bladewood
Category:Poetry