You always smile like your about to cry,
You always laugh away the lies.
You always hug me,
When I feel ready to die
So why do you keep yourself locked inside?

We stick together, the almost perfect two,
We have to many inside jokes, all of them so true,
We have always failed together so we don't lose,
So why dismiss yourself Luke old news?

Are you afraid of me laughing at you?
Are you angered by the truth?
Or perhaps it's the unknown feelings,
That threaten your youth.

No matter what it is, I will always stand by.
And I am ready to be the shoulder ready for the cries.
Through love, hate, war and  sorrow,
I'll never let you suffer alone,
Even if it means making it to tomorrow.