Sympathy

You'll mess up
And come running to me.
I'll wrap my arms around you
To give you sympathy.

You'll tell me what happened,
I'll whisper in your ear:
"There's no need to cry;
You have nothing to fear."

There's no disappointment
Within my mind,
And that should tell you:
You have nothing to hide.

I'm here to help--
Not to judge--
And for whatever you say,
I'll hold no grudge...

...But then I wonder,
Will someone hold me
When I need no judgement
And sympathy?