How many times did you call
And only your voice echoed
And all of the times you fall
And you laid there unrescued
You have so many friends
But they never lend a hand
What kinda friend do this
Yet everytime you let it pass
Coz you really grew fond of them
Without them it won't be the same
And you don't wanna be alone
But in times of need you're forlorn
You're treated like an outcast
Avoided by them like the pest
In the end they'll leave anyway
It is good time to find your way
©lenni-x
L