Comfort Me

I’m an open book 

I’m a long walk down the hall 

Full of unlocked doors 

And some memories I can’t recall 

But I wanna be smooth 

Detached by a winning smile 

I need to learn to keep myself to myself for a while

It would comfort me 

I need to be strong 

Stronger arms to hold on

Stronger shoulders to lean onto 

I wanna be larger than life so that life might be afraid 

To raise its head and show me the mistakes I’ve made

I’ve made, I know

It would comfort me