How are you my soul?

Got to share something?

Your smile hids something

That spills off your eyes.

Your lies are poor made

Why try wear a smile ?

Your clad and kempt hair

Can’t  more be your aid.

Dear, anyway, I know

The root of your pain

Why not let me

Hold you a while.

I can’t heal you

Nor can solve it.

But I can, I will

Be at your side.