I Hope You Cry

There's a special time of life when you're small, but you feel big

You're shedding a skin, but you're horrified by what's underneath

Raw, embarrassing flesh

You think you're grotesque.

I see you in your final shell, adjusted

but you're just disgusted.

You build a house of anger, because it's safer than pain

You live your life there, because it's all you can take.

Well, it's time to come home

We can work with these bones.

I want you in your dreaming life, perfected

you want it deflected.

When I say I hope you cry I mean I hope you learn to feel

When you push your tears away you know you shouldn't interfere

They're real.

And if all the ifs and all the ands and all the what could be's

Collect inside and try to hide and seek some guarantees

Just heal.