I do know your pain, of this I am certain

I've been where you are too many times before

Almost as though you opened a curtain

 I've just learned to close those doors

All the doors that lead to pain

You are so much stronger than I

I keep 'em shut so they won't get in

You barge right in and fight . . . then cry

I try, at times, to face them again

You do the things I'm afraid to do

I hide again from my fear and pain

I don't blame myself, so why do you?

You're a good man! That I can see!

That is why you are a friend to me!