My Friend

I saw myself,
In a bath of my own blood,
While dreaming,
Last night,
Waiting to die,
I was convinced to keep living,
By an old lady,
Last night,

But you,
You wouldn't understand,
What that means,
To Me,
And I,
I do not understand,
How I could be,
So unhappy,

I saw her,
Looking pretty,
And wandering through my dreams,
Last night,
I reached out for her,
And I took her in my arms,
Kissing her deeply,
Then she left me,

But you,
You wouldn't understand,
What that means,
To me,
And I,
I do not understand,
How I could be,
So lonely,

I woke up today,
And I realised,
You would be there always,
My Friend,
Never could I,
Be unhappy or lonely,
When you are there,
My friend,

And you,
You wouldn't understand,
What you mean,
To me,
And I,
I do not understand,
How I could be,
So lucky,

To have friends like you.

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Like BoaB said, both of those ones are a bit more personal. But I guess they're kind of universal in theme.

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Only the very safe,
Can talk about wrong and right.
Of those that are forced to choose,
There's some who will choose to fight.