I’m cold, I’m broken, I’ve lost it.
I’m strange, I’ve lost all sense of wit.
So what is it about me, the thing that keeps you here
I’m everything that you don’t like, the one thing that you fear.
Why do you continue to stand by my side
When I lied, when I hide, when I cried?
I don’t deserve someone like you,
Someone who cares and loves me too.
I’m too far gone for help, you see-
Isn’t it great to have a friend like me?
 
Copyright © makeme, All Rights Reserved