this past week has been a strange one 

lazy, new and good and bad 

feelings come and go and change and 

ac/dc, good and bad and sad 


move to a bigger city 

leave home and face the pity 

I'd rather stay in bed 

knowing that it won't be pretty 


I've wasted a year or so 

I lost my will some time ago 

frustration comes when friends succeed in doing things 

but then again that's me 


I want to be a good friend 

I want to find my best friend 

someone who wants to stay 

someone who doesn't go away