Cry
Do you see my troubled eyes?Do you see the truth through all the lies?
Do you see my guilt?
Do you feel my fright?
If I want to talk about it,
on who should I depend?
Can I cry on your shoulder?
Are you a friend?
And if I want to talk about what will be,
Will you sit with me?
And let me cry on your shoulder?
Are you my friend?
And if I don't want to talk about it anymore,
Will you lie here with me on the floor?
And let me rest on your shoulder?
Are you still my friend?
posted by S @ 5:58 PM
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