"Not Mine to Mend"

I tried so hard to understand, To hold the pain with trembling hand. I spoke with care, I stayed so near, Yet nothing changed, year after year. I gave the chances, gave my voice, But healing never was his/her choice. I fought for peace he/she wouldn’t see, And lost the part that once was me. He/She stayed the same—stuck in his/her ways, While I kept breaking through the days. No matter how I tried to solve, But without his/her choice it wouldn't resolve. So here I stand, both hurt and free, From battles that weren’t meant for me. I couldn’t change what wasn’t mine— Even the sun can’t make stone shine.