I've used some money
from this job I despise
and I bought you a cup
of coffee, it's nice.
You'll get it from the barista
as soon as I leave,
hoping at least a part of me
will warm you, relieve.

My worst feeling was when
A friend did something I
wanted to, needed to do
But just did'nt
And really, seeing people like me
Do things I know I could be
Just gets inside
And just collides
But I know it's human, right?
It has to be
Cause I can't be alone
Though I like being a stone
It's not just me
Is it?