Heavy Poem by Mathew Lewis

Heavier than hardwood,
Heavier than gold,
I’ve got a soul that’s sold for silver
And a heart carved out in stone,
Two feet made out of pumice,
And a mind that feels regret,
I punish myself enough,
Something I think you forget.
I suffer enough without you
To remind me how bad I am,
It would be nice if instead of a frown,
I got a smile of support instead.
I’m not a perfect person,
At least I know that now,
Maybe you hate that about me,
Because you see it in yourself.
I don’t need a judge and a jury,
I don’t need a sentence too.
I need a safe pair of arms and a warm smile,
Not a scowl which says “I don’t trust you”.
I’m working on myself,
In the hope of a better place,
Maybe you could do the same,
Instead of presenting me that face.