If you try to be me, I’ll try to be you.
Then for each other, we’ll know what to do.
If you look at me through my eyes,
there will be no need to wear my protective disguise.
Because you’ll be able to see that my inner child is in fear.
And the reason for my insecurities will be crystal clear.
You’ll see that I’m not nearly as strong as I appear.
And you’ll see that I feel more and more pain with each passing year.
Then it will be your turn to take off your mask.
And you’ll have no choice but to tell me your true feelings when I ask.
I’ll see that when you want to cry, you scream.
I’ll see that you, like me, are not as tough as you seem.
I’ll see that you are going over the brink.
I’ll see that you love me much more than I think.
When you look at me reflected in your view,
the picture is distorted by my ego—and yours too.
Look at me without the deep complexes of our past.
Open your heart and relate to me at last.
Let’s open our minds—I’ll become you, and you’ll become me.
And I’m sure we’ll be shocked and saddened by what we both see.
I’ll see that you need understanding and to belong.
You’ll see that I understood what you needed all along.
I’ll see that you are weary of the games we play.
You’ll see that I pray for you to love me every single day.
If I see your suffering and your unrelenting pain,
I will never again be so quick to place blame.
If you see the reasons why I cry and complain,
you’ll see that the two of us are very much the same.
If I am you and you are me,
we can finally end this torture and agree,
to work on improving the relationship
and make it the very best that it can be.
And maybe we can finally live together
in peace and harmony.
So let’s trade places.
Let’s open our eyes and see
what happens to the two of us
when I become you
and you become me.
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