Dear Jeremy

You know me and I know you,
But tell me, Jeremy, why are you so blue?

You dress in all black and sit in the back,
But still I've noticed, it's happiness you lack.

You think I don't hear, but I hear your cries,
And hear you ask, "Stop all the lies".

But sweet, Jeremy, don't you know?
Nobody leaves this world without their heart being resewn.

So hand me a needle and thread,
Because it's time for you, to be alive, not dead.