Got Any Weed?

now,
everyone knows what it's like
to be left out in the cold,
to have no friends,
you can count on,
or no friends,
who will talk to you.

they sink into a state,
of depression,
and then,
they get their friends back,

be mean to them,
ad the process starts over.


and no one realises
realises that they should stop being mean.

and no one realises that i'm trying.
oh god.

and now everytime i talk to you,
i feel as if,
everyone is judging me,
cause you are my friend,
and i hoping
praying so badly,
that you won't influence me,