Don't tell me that you understand,
Don't tell me that you know,
Don't tell me that I will survive,
How I will surely grow.

Don't tell me this is just a test,
That I am truly blessed.
That I am chosen for this task,
Apart from all the rest.

Don't come at me with answers
That can only come from me,
Don't tell me how my grief will pass,
That I will soon be free.

Don't stand in pious judgment
Of the bonds I must untie,
Don't tell me how to suffer,
Don't tell me how to CRY...

My life is filled with sadness,
My pain is all I see,
But I need you, I need your tenderness,
Unconditionally my friend.

Accept me in my ups and downs,
I need someone to share ...
Just hold my hand and let me Cry...
Tell Me, " My friend, I care!"