Talk To Me, Please
By:Becca Reynolds
Why cant you tell me
How you feel inside
I promise I wont judge what you say
Ive told you a lot
Shared everything
You listened to what I had to say
Helped me in every way
When is it my turn to help you
I saw you this morning
Sitting all alone
At our table
Your head buried in your arms
I asked you what was wrong
You wouldnt say
I wish you would talk to me
Like I talk to you each day