Friends

What am I but a body, a carcus of my former self
Cause without my friends and family I'm surely nothing else
My heart, my spirit, my body, my soul quietly and painfully unfold
The life to take is not of yours but the life is mine that I do curse
Drinking, smoking, cutting, choking my body does this everyday just to take my friends pains away
I am not a consulear or am I a guru but within me is a power endowed to see the true you
Your mind, your spirit, your body, your soul my two eyes gently unfold just to see the child inside and see that it really cries
My love for one is the same for all because you people keep me tall higher than the tallest tree, bigger than those mountains I see
Cause without my friends my life done and that is really no fun, all my friends are apart of me and that creation is what you see
Ricardo Blount is who I be and without my friends I will surely cease to live, to laugh, to play and smile my world will crash with a thunderous sound
But to my friends I thank thee forgiving me life so I can help thee