If I told you how dead
I often feel inside
would you want to run
the other way?

If I told you how scared
I am over the same old things
would you tell me
not to be such a baby?

If I told you that my words
could inspire you
to write words of your own
would you laugh?

If I told you all these things
and many more
in the depths of my soul
would you call me friend?

Would you?