Same Pain.

Me and you?
We're the same.
Different scars,
The same pain.

You wear yours on your body,
Covered only by sleeves.
And I wear mine on my heart,
Hidden from everyone who's not me.

Your pain is tangible,
Loud enough to hear.
Mine is quiet and dull,
Only speaks in my tears.

Me and you?
We're the same.
Different scars,
The same pain.

You think it bids you well
The blood across your skin as release,
I think it's perfect ,
To have my own thoughts smother my sleep.

You are you,
I cannot tell you how to be.
You cannot direct me either,
Because I will continue to be me.

But me and you?
We're the same.
Different scars,
the same pain.

I can see your pain,
And you know mine is there.
We're only that close with each other,
Pain's the most common thing we share.

I promise not bottle up my feelings,
If you promise not to cut.
We can lean on each other instead,
When things get too messed up.

Because me and you?
We are the same.
Different scars,
And yet the same pain.