Teach me

Hold my hand when I'm scared 
Wipe away my tears
Feel what I feel
Teach me a knew way of thinking 
My old teacher never could be bothered 
I'm rambling 
I don't care 
It's my poem I'll say what I want
I do that a lot
Say what I want
I fight through every day 
Hoping to stay sane 
I'm off topic 
Is that ok? 
Who knows will someone tell me 
He's nice
I hope he sees I'm me 
But a fucked up version 
I never get that close it burns
running from anything and everything 
It's better then the hurt
Can I be held
Will I ever Brag"
Will I ever be held. 
Will I let anyone in
Can my kids be the only people that know the good me
They own my heart 
Still My heart breaks for the old man with scars 
The old lady who's daughter died
The kid without a dad 
The girl who got raped
I feel 
I bleed 
I don't cry 
I don't love 
But one day I'm hoping to try to learn