Sitting here writing this on the fly...
Sometimes people say im a nice guy.

Everytime I can't help but question why...
Im just me; do everything for you, or at least ill try...

Friends come and go... Friends can slip by..
To this I also... Ponder why...
Do people give up? Do they get bored? Or is it that, they pretend to try...

My friends mean the world to me. Worthy of my time, even if im not free...
Is this true? Then why is it... That sometimes I'm not able... To be there for you.

Their are no ranks you are all family... The only time you can't get to me, is when another friend greatly needs me.
Or maybe its really the opposite. Im in need of a great lift.

Each of you are amazing to me. Why is it that sometimes i cannot see... You are here beside me, and I'm not free.

Stuck in my head, wrapped up in myself.. Too trapped to even look out. Even still you stand by me, trapped in my thoughts... Staring blankly.

So really why... Am i such a great guy? I try to give back, help anyway i can.. I still cannot begin to fathom.

I can be fun, motivating, even sometimes entirely humiliating... You all know, i love you greatly... The ends of the earth, not too far for me!

Always have been and will always be.. You all are... my closest family. Thank you forever, for standing by me!