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Sometimes I wish.... |
| Three seats were left, two were covered by feet, but that one in the middle I ran to so I that I could not get beat But once I got there. I was only to find out that everyone was looking at me with some form of doubt. The seat was taken I understood that. Although something that I did and do not recognize is why I was a tissue and then no longer a prize? I just wanted a friend. Who I can trust with whatever. But what I had was friends happily never. I was used. Then thrown away. Why for friends must I pay? When you needed me I was always there for you. But why weren't you ever there for me too? You did not really need to comprehend just sit there and listen. So I could tell you what was happening in my life that you were missin'. Not only could you not do that. But there wasn't even a seat at lunch for me today. But next time when you need me it will be you who must pay. |