My Stone

When I got my problems, I fall into silence

I'm minding my sides and behind me cause people are close

These walls are too thin, for these words to be spoken

So let me just show what I mean if I'm broken and cold

Of course, the edge is frayed

But I feel it can be braided back, I hope

Stay up, we got it made

There's no reason for the pain lasting too long

You echo the sentiment shared, I'm super grateful you're here with me

My stone

I'm so use to breathing your air, I try not to waste it on theirs