People despise you,
and they warn us about your effects.
Yet they don't understand how close we are,
nor the comfort I get from being your friend.
We've known eachother for four years now.
Sometimes you go away for awhile,
other times it seems like you are here to stay forever.
Whenever I do call on you,
your always there for me and I feel great.
It seems like I can control you,
but I know it is you who truly has all the control.
What will I do with you? Can I ever let you go?
I think deep down I know the right answer,
but right now I can't seem to choose.
Part of me knows we shouldn't be friends.
Yet another part longs for your company.
I like the wya you put this , I dont have an ED but was obessed with them at one time so I kinda get it
It's not quite the same thing, I know, but sometimes I've felt like depression is my friend even though people kept tossing pills and shrinks at me.
Anyway you obviously know all I could say against this so-called friend mia already so I won't say them ;p