This Past Week

This past week has been a strange one Lazy, new and good and bad Feelings come and go and change and Move to a bigger city Leave home and face the pity I'd rather stay in bed Knowing that it won't be pretty I've wasted a year or so I lost my will some time ago Frustration comes when friends succeed in doing things But then again that's me I want to be a good friend I want to find my best friend Someone who wants to stay Someone who doesn't go away