Sweet baby girl, just save yourself

I had a dream that I went to where you are and everything was back. I had a dream that it was over, and I had you. And we were happy. You were holding them and kissed my cheek. You were happy, you were alive. I had a dream you were dead. I can’t pretend that I don’t want to save you from yourself. But you pretend that you’re okay without me. And you may be, but I need you too. But there’s not even a window for me to crawl into. I know you’re in there on the floor all alone. I know you haven’t ate in days. Yet, the door is still locked, and I’m standing outside your house with my bags in my hands needing my friend. I need to cry without someone thinking I’m not strong. I can’t go through life without knowing whether it’s dead or alive. I’ve knocked and I’ve tried. But I know, I must walk away when they say, “Pack up your things, and stand your ground, sink your toes into the dirt. Say how you feel, never hold back, wear your armor upon your chest. You can’t save the world, baby girl. Just save yourself, just save yourself. People like that can’t feel, they block themselves. They might care, but not enough. It’s a constant battle and you’ll always lose yourself. I know you really love them with everything you’ve put on the line, but they will never care with the same kind. I know it seems like you just want to know. You wish they’d just tell ya, ‘I love ya.’ But they may take it to the grave, baby girl.  Sweet baby girl, you can’t save everyone.”