at the bottom,
I felt everything,
but I didn't get far.
my worried friend's faces,
kept me drunk without cars.
shoved my shoulders from bars.
let me look at the stars.

yes, they love who you are.
they picked lies from your eyes,
saw the times that you tried,
knew that somewhere you cried,
said it's fine when its not.
to show fear without fight,
ways you coped with the night.
how you fed yourself lies,
how the darkness felt better,
when your day wasn't bright.

and at times you felt love,
when it wasn't alright.