how have i become like others
snapped and then smothered
caught up in moments and pushed up against
worn things down in a sense
soft, grey sadness: your voice
making another selfless choice
the obliging way you forgive
realizing you're all for which i live;
when you admit to a pain i gave
inside distress on top of me caves
i, another careless child,
has ruined, caged something beautiful and wild
while you have forgiven mistakes
a little part is scared of the stakes
minutes wile away days
scared that you may not stay
not wanting to trap you inside
not wanting to let you drift away on a tide