I wish I had someone,
Someone with who I could share
Share my joys and sorrows.
Sorrows which sometimes drive me insane.
Insane is where I practically live.
Live there I do because,
Because I have no friends to talk with.
With people I talk but,
But they are not friends.
Friends are people you can rely and depend,
Depend on and confide in are friends.
Friends are something I do not have.
Have I no friends because,
Because friends come and,
And friends go but,
But friends do,
Do not come easily for me.
Me, I am my only friends because,
Because I am the only,
Only one I can trust.
Trust always comes,
Comes with a price for me.
Me, I try to trust people but,
But I always find betrayal.
Betrayal is a word I know,
Know all too well.