Tears come rolling down my face,
to the entire I world I feel a disgrace,
I dont know why, nor does anyone,
know the reason for my ending fun,
like a flower picked from me,
now just an empty husk lie of me,

again I cry, yet no ones knows
what invisible friend lays down these blows
I feel as though I can no longer stand,
oh how I wish I could feel your hand,
away I wipe a single tear,
then let it fall, I hide in fear

I know not why I live this way,
I dont know what more I can say,
in the shadows I run to hide,
any hidden place I go inside,
I know now why I live this way,
there is much more I wish to say

I run and hide from everything,
the nice old man, the big bats wing,
they all seem just like a threat to me,
I wish I knew what I had to be,
yet things of that manner have never come simply to me.
there is so much I wish to be, but in the end I am only me,

This me so strong, he need not falter,
he will face it all, and shall not alter,
he knows what it is that makes him fill with glee
and my love, that man is me
I may have strode down the incorect path,
but with you, I need not fear its wrath

This world is full of pain you see,
but in the end I am still me,
and I have you, and you have me,
so smile I shall, so happily.

The boy gets up, leaves his toys to be,
and if he only knew that toy was me,
I have grown old to him, an soon I’ll see,
how much he matter, he mattered to me.

But the boy left me, he is all grown up,
he has lots of friends, and I am all packed up.
I am still what I used to be,
yet no longer the boy wants to play with me.
I sit alone, the tears I see,
no longer matter to you, but they matter to me.

Richard DeLong, in revelation of losing a friend.   3-23-98