A Friend

  "A Friend"

An immature heart left for dilapidation,
he left my time before i knew
how we met is a distant memory
drifting around in oblivion
he's so strong from outside
a lesson of absolute Lucifer
still in his heart, a part of bitter child reside
he, an illustration of punk'd philosopher
he might hurt you
he might burn you
he's lost in bottomless agony
sunken in deep
without leaving a clue
don't mind him, he's admirable,
and when I'm with him i don't have to pretend
above all, he's my friend...
he never let me into his world
but i forced my way in
I, the one who sounded absurd
didn't force him to howl his secrets
he might hurt me
he might burn me
but i don't mind and i do not decline
cuz when I'm with him, i don't have to pretend
all because he's my friend.