Friend

Head up and shoulders straight,
Its me, im here, your best mate,
Im listening and i will wait,
For when u talk ill stay up late,
Helpful ill try to be,
Even if you ignore me,
For talking you will see,
Is sadnesses best remedy,

We will chat about your heart,
And how happyness it did part,
We can talk about the early start,
But your lips are tight they're never apart,
You show me your mind at the edge,
You walk me to your empty ledge,
You fill my thoughts with cruel knowledge,
You take my innocence which to you I fledge,

Your life is cutting you inside,
From all the times you have lied,
The end is hidden but you have spied,
An end in which you have died,
I hide this image so you cannot see,
That it is no way to be set free,
This state of mind should never be,
For the friend I talk to is simply me.