I listen to your words, About the pain that's in your life.
I read all your thoughts, of the trouble and the strife.
I can relate, I have been there, Your hurt has once been mine.
But though I know, I also don't, There is an uncrossable line.
Even though I had something like it, your problems are unique'.
I can never feel your pain for you, "I get it"is just too weak.
So I will never fully understand, but my compassion can sooth I hope.
I don't feel it fully, but a little bit. I won't end it but let me help you cope.