When she sees you hurting
All the time
And every time she tries to talk to you
She feels like an idiot.
She says what she means
She really really does care
And she'd do anything to help you out.
And she wishes you
And that's not even half of what
It's still there
And she literally feels your pain
And it hurts her so to not say anything
But when she says something
She feels like she's only making it worse.
They say thank you.
They say wow, you're nice.
They see the letters on the page.
She wishes they could see the look on her face.
The look in her eyes.
She wishes they could feel
The intensity of her care.
But she wishes they could.
So the moral of the story is... Helping your self-consciousness can make me feel self-conscious.