Don't turn away from me
I am your friend...
What did i do
to have someone like you...
I called your name,
but no reaction...
I cannot shed these tears now
With all these faces watching me...
This is about my weekend at a camp in point...
Across the border, to the middle of nowhere...
I see you fighting yourself,
In a battle youre struggling to win...
I hardly, really knew you
but we clicked oh so well...
A single seed of doubt
one word cried in my ear...
Black and white combines to make shades of grey
The type face and backdrop of her words eliciting...
You say these words as if you've said them a...
They have lost their meaning...
My friends are below,
The ones of this year...
We amble along beneath the trees
Across my face blows a gentle breeze...