Stand By Me

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,

who care.

The End

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