Is it really that bad?
To be releasing what makes me mad and sad?
I can write about whatever I want, and these poems are just a release, to tell you the truth, I'm usually very glad
I say lend
Lend me your ears
I know I'd lend you mine
Especially when you're in tears
Don't worry about me
I know I'm gonna be happy
Maybe not now, but certainly eventually
I say lend
Lend me your trust
I'll have your back, in almost every little fuss
But if you lie to me, you're simply a bust
I'm alright girl
You know it's true
But how about you?
Are you happy too?
I hope so
And I bet ya don't know
That while we talk very seldomly
You can still count on me
I say lend
Lend me your voice
When you're in pain
When you're bored
Whatever it is, don't hide
Just let it all out
It will be a good choice
And your problems will disappear around the bend
Weird
In that we hardly know each other
But we pass away our idle time
Chit chatting and BSing like a sister and a brother
I'm okay with it
Just don't do me wrong
And we'll always get along
So...
I say lend
Lend me your friendship
And you'll get the same from me
I'll help you out, even when you fall and slip
You wanted a poem
So here ya go
Hope ya like it
And now ya know
That I'm your friend
And I say lend...