S.O.S.

you dont know struggle
 and you don't know sorrow
 and you don't know what it's like
 to watch somebody die
 so don't pretend to act like you know me
 to pick apart what you don't understand
 the book is long, descriptive and haunting
 and full of sentences you can't comprehend
 no
 so whats it like to have that comfort
 to know you'll always be covered
 to know someone will be there
 well i've never had that comfort
 or the luxuries of being covered night after night
 always staying up late
 fighting off the shakes
 looking out the window
 asking things you can never know