The Way You Are

You can't always fix what is broken,
But I'll collect the shards with words unspoken.
With a gentle hand, touch a heart,
Even after it has been ripped apart.

The grey skies won't always go away,
Sometimes they remain day after day.
Don't fear, but learn to dance in the rain.
Hold tight and embrace the pain.

You try to hide your flaws, each little imperfection,
Hiding behind your wall for protection.
Piece by piece I'll slowly, quietly make it crumble,
And hold you up if you start to stumble.

I may not be able to fix what is broken,
But I can hold on to what has woken.
Keep it close, no matter how far.
I want you just the way you are.