I never learn

Standing on the same step I was as a kid

I thought I was learning

I thought I was becoming more vigilant

Trying to save my loved ones with my broken arms

I never listen when they want to be heard

I turn a blind eye when they want to be seen

Penalizing myself for being an eye witness than a help

I want to be the harness but their baggage gets heavier every minute

I promised myself I would never let myself be this helpless again

But here I am standing where I stood 7 years ago

The clock has rusted but time didn't teach me anything

Their blood from the wound and my tears from screaming are as fresh as the ash from the fire

I thought I was getting better at saving

I thought I was getting better at listening