I'm in a bit of a weird mood, So decided to write it down.
I see fire when they stand by you.
I pray for strength to get me through.
I hope for understanding for the things I do.
I have my reasons they are just past you.
I hate the way you call me out,
I’m aloud my own friends, And I can say who’s out.
I will ask with all hope to let me pass,
I need my friends to help me stand.
And with this I will hope and pray,
That even if I slip or fall,
Make a mistake, Or take a wrong turn,
That when I take a step away,
That I’ll be in arm in arm,
with the ones,