Broken Sketch

[Edit: Added the lined version]
_{It was the part of him I couldn't touch
So close and yet so far away
The pain I could see
The broken side i wanted to fix
All the problems I wanted to help with
And every time I reached out
My hand got slapped away
So i sit and wait, over protective
Stubborn and worrying
Hoping someone could fix all i could see
And hoping they wouldn't leave more scars}

Pretty much says it all. I might try to alter this later. I was going for something different at first but this happened instead. I was going for more of her being in power, but the more I thought about it... trying to touch that part that I can never reach... would play out more like this. I wouldn't win.