Guide me through the shoals of this place.

Take me by my hand and protect me from the truth.

Hide me from the hurtful things veiled by the delicacy of naivety and youth.

Save me from learned helplessness, save me from disgrace.

In these times, as Byzantine as German bureaucracy,

Make life simple for me.

With your reassurances, rid me of my anxieties and doubts.

Place your hand on my beating heart.

Tell me it will all be okay, promise we’ll never part.

Water my existence, placate these demons, lift this drought.

Do what no one has ever done before.

See me through my flaws, now and forevermore.

Know me, hear me, be my shelter in this tempest.

Dig deep within my mines and find the gold.

Strip away my insecurities, reveal my bare breast.

Oust my fears clouded by false pretenses, evoke anew; honesty by voices unforetold.

Lie to me, only if it is to preserve my feeble confidence.

Lie when all is good, and everything finally makes sense.