Frienship

Please come here and stay with me,
If only for a little while.
I feel so small and tired you see
And I can no longer smile.

It's not much I ask of you,
Just to come and hold my hand,
I will thank you if you do
Because I know you'll understand

Who I am and what I feel
And I myself do not know why
These tears -though I know they're real-
Run my cheek as I do cry.

Perhaps they're shed for all the pain
That I see surrounding me,
Perhaps they're my way to stay sane
In a world to big for me.

Perhaps the tears run from my eyes
Because the beauty of it all
Cannot be expressed in sighs:
I only know the tears do fall

And when I feel you next to me,
I will know I've found a friend
And I promise, when I see
You crying, I will hold your hand.

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