WHY you have NO Friends?

Found myself sitting on the top of the bay watching the time roll away again. One by one or minute by minute I keep sitting waiting for you to call me back after a heated phone call made you feel that you meant nothing to me.

I try to understand what you wanted from me. However, a book with a cover would be a start for me. But as I tried to open the inside of the book, the pages were blank and nothing for me. I had plenty of contexts to add to the book. But just like the blank pages, I discover it was not written for me.

The cover of the book was address to you. All I wanted was to extend my hand just to be with you. I found myself searching my heart with confusion, passion and determine to make you smile so I can smile big with you too. It was hard to swim up the river or the stream, when the walls of your power, keep drowning me. I ask for your help directly, you paused or stop in the middle of the page. Something was more important than being a friend to me. How long would it take for me to stop and listen when someone has no interest in me? You are beautiful yet charming on the outside to me.

The inside cover really worried me. At times you would split out words at me. I dodge, change the subject as quick as can be. Then you would say what’s wrong, you are not talking to me. Your vocals got lighter and lighter sweeter to me as you became sleepy inside of three.

I may be found guilty trying to unlock what has been locked up and you thrown away the key. But it is hard to meet and greet when there is just a few moves on the chessboard that you will let me see.

We both have gone out our way looking for a pattern to breathed, my friendship means nothing if we can not agree. I know I can not change the statue of liberty. I know I can make you smile as crazy as that might be. You only smile when you want to smile. You say what you want as often as you pleased. You will stop me in my tracks where we begin. That’s all you know you don’t want to bend. That makes good sense if you only want one friend. It takes two to tango, I would love for it to be ME! Found myself sitting on the top of the bay watching the time roll away again.

Hope you understand why you do not have friends.