Give me a reason,

Though I cannot say,

Please give me a reason,

Go and give away your pain,

For I am the therapist friend,

I can hear your pain,

I can feel you cry,

I always remember your name,

I can feel you asking,

“Do you need some help”,

But I turn away saying,

“The last thing I need in help”,

Although I’m not the one you go to for advice,

I'm the one who is silent,

While you dry out your eyes,

I'm the one who holds you,

When all you need is a hug,

I'm the one who tells you,

“This is never done”,

I'm the one who tries to brighten up your day,

Only to be shamed by someone I shall not name,

For I am the friend you always stays,

Because I am the therapist friend,

For many,

Many,

days.