Stranded on this small empty island inside my head
All that is left of me crying day by day
too afraid to take chances
I cannot swim away
Having the ability to trust is failing me
Just like gambling
I've lost all my valuable treasures-my friends you see
With this broken heart i not know how to mend
I continue to sit here so lost
so alone
wishing to find that helping hand
What a cool feeling. Not! When days get cold like this, it becomes hard. I have had this too. Well if you lost your friendships, it is better than knowing that those who say they are your friends were actually really not. That is we i stay away from the wicked. Those who have no lives are perishing, and i do not want to go with them.
So I sat there alone too. (*sigh) without a hope to find real friends who will give their lives for a wretch like me. But my change...that will be a long story...haha