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so many loose threads

you help so many people find their confidence inside
you help them figure out what they are feeling
you help them understand the thoughts in their mind
so what about you?
you live to help everyone else
I wish you had the confidence
to do it for yourself :)

It's not easy being your friend sometimes
because you care so much
because you feel responsible
for everything your touch
yet there is something so important
that you leave denied
you give your love to everyone
except the one inside

so what about you?
when will you let yourself know
how good you are
how strong you are
when will you let go?

if you could only see yourself
the way that others do
you'd wonder why it took so long
for you to love you

no wonder you're confused sometimes
looking for answers on your shelf
the books offer some good advice
but when you need is in yourself
just trust your true intentions
nurture your inner child
embrace your fears and let them help you
understand why you cried or smiled

I wish I could find the words
to help you really see
how beautiful you are inside
when you set yourself free

each day you learn a little more
about all you can be
and if you doubt how much you're worth
you just have to ask me :)

so what about you?
when will you let yourself know
how good you are
how strong you are
when will you let go?

if you could only see yourself
the way that others do
you'd wonder why it took so long
for you to love you

so many loose thread make life
an endless tapestry
in the end the love we share
is our security
for love will always abate fear
when it's shared honestly
like I'm trying to do right here
to show I care, you see?

it's just a little song for you
a song for E from me :)

hl,
me

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