Friendship is stability.
Who's there when I look around?
You there engage me
Cause those who aren't here escape me.
Please frequent my being
In mind and in person
Or else I have nothing.
Guess that's why my feelings sustain
Even wrought by pain, empty gain.
My mind needs residency permanent
Whether it be comforted elation
Or tormenting lament.
I just want something to think about
Not tests of worthless merit.
Thoughts have no home to a shell
Just meandering hermits
Because life keeps me waiting
For what my weak soul permits
But there's so much more.
Just peer into my carmelized core
It's empty.
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