Mend

You've come back from where you used to call home

With a grim expression

You walked down the stairs speaking with a brooding tone

Venting out your depression

I want to side with her

Without compromise

I've seen her too many times

With tears in her eyes

What can I do to understand you?

What can I do to console to you?

There's a meeting I go to week after week

To figure out what I can mend

How can I bear this

Impossible weight?

Cause I've seen you too many times

In a manic state

What can I do to comfort you?

What can I do to get close to you?