Are you in or are you out?
Are you gonna be the friend I’ve been to you?
Or am fighting this without you?
Why can’t you try to understand my pain?
Why can’t you understand I’m crying out in vain?
You know this feeling yourself, So I can’t understand why your sitting on the fence.
Your not here,
Because “I’m strong enough”?
I should be a pro by now I’m at it “long enough”.
I’m sick of that excuse.
It serves absolutely no use.
I held your hand when this happened to you.
Knocked it from your hands and held you in mine.
Now your gone. No where to be seen.
I don’t know if your here or going to flee.
Writing this I’m going with flee.
Naive or hope I do not know.
I hold on hoping someday I’ll know.