More random shit I found, this ones about friends. Since you seemed to like my last post I'd see what you thought of this one.
Sometimes we just want to rewind time,
Go back so that we can find peace of mind,
But here’s a piece of mine, it comes and goes,
Reminiscent of the songs where the drums are slow,
And the words speak volumes, they call you,
Got you feeling great like fate was in all tunes,
But then we realize that the disguise was masked,
Tempers fly, you can’t remember why you asked,
For this to happen, it was never supposed to,
Too close-to, the edge so you pledge a proposal,
To speak to those who are at your disposal,
To those-who are friends and because they chose-to,
They aren’t friends, they’re blessings in disguise,
Guessing they’re wise and for addressing the lies,
You want answers without dancing around,
Having to advance the ground through enhancing the sound,
They are the feet that keep you up and still standing,
The one to catch you when you are almost landing,
The one who always listens when no other will,
The anecdote when you need another pill,
We all have some, or at least one,
One who will listen when the time comes,
I have to admit without them certainly,
My certainty, about this currently,
Would have me simply hurt-and-weak,
No words to speak, too absurd to beat,
Because feeling are stressed than oppressed,
Without someone to talk to and confess,
We’d all be empty and leaked dry,
You know this is true because even the weak try,
And the best feeling in the world is that,
Getting it off your chest and then going back,
To being happy not crappy or crabby,
You need me like I need you to grab-me,
And shake some sense, so I can make amends,
Break intense thoughts brought in defense,
We need someone rational to bring ration,
To calm you down when you need traction,
To get you up when you need action,
When you need to make sense, it comes in fractions,
But the point isn’t to beef and quarrel,
The point is count your blessings, yeah that’s the moral…