When I needed a shoulder to lean on,
Where were you?
All I need is for you to be there, thats what friends do.
Perhaps I'm not who I think I am for you.
Perhaps my instinct is like a poison ready to set in.
I always wonder,
Is it your ego or you simply just don't care?
Why do I react like this? It's because you're someone special, it's that simple.
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