I was hoping you could stay,
But you seem so far away.
Like a flower that blooms in May,
The stars hiding in the day.
Haven’t you put me through enough?
Why do I have to be so tough?
I’m so jagged and you’re so rough;
I feel so down on my luck.
All I really need is a friend;
A hand is something you should lend.
Have to stick out till’ the end;
I may fall, but I won’t bend.