You dont know struggle And you don't know sorrow And you don't know what it's like To watch somebody die So don't pretend to act like you know me To pick apart what you don't understand The book is long, descriptive and haunting And full of sentences you can't comprehend No So whats it like to have that comfort To know you'll always be covered To know someone will be there Well i've never had that comfort Or the luxuries of being covered night after night Always staying up late Fighting off the shakes Looking out the window Asking things you can never know