I Can Help

You see me and immediately scream
Thrash
Cry
Wail.
I reach down into the depths of my soul
Searching for sympathy
But I'm coming up empty.
You want to be elsewhere, somewhere
Safe
Familiar
Comforting.
So do I, but we have no choice
We have been thrown together.
My job is to keep you here
Yours is to do what you must
Learn
Develop
Grow.
I can help you through this
But first you have to want
To help yourself.

A child was dragged into my office. This happens a bit with this student. He doesn't want to school, so the parent, usually the father, drags him in. The whole time he screams, "Mummy! I want my mummy!" all run together in different orders and sequences. After 30 minutes I can calm him down and get him to class and he's fine. I, however, am not fine for the rest of the day.