Just a Yes or a No; Not Neither nor Both.

Will you be my friend?
There are so many reasons why you never should!
I'm sometimes sullen, often shy, acutely sensitive,
My fear erupts as anger, I find it hard to give;
I talked about myself when I'm afraid.
And often spend a day without anything to say.
          But I will make you laugh
          And love you quite a bit
          And hold youwhen you're sad.
I cry almost everyday
Because I'm more caring than the strangers ever know
And if at times, I show my tender side,
(The soft and warmer part I hide)
          I wonder
          Will you be my friend?
A friend
          Who far beyond teh feebleness of any vow or tie
          Will touch the secret place where I am really I
          To know the pain of lips that plead and eyes that weep
Who will not run away when you find me in the street
Alone and lying mangled by my quota of defeats
But will stop and stay to tell me of another day
When I was beautiful
          Will you be my friend?
There are so many reasons why you never should!
often I'm too serious, seldom, predictably the same
Sometimes cold and distant, probably I'll always change
I blaster and brag, seek attention like a child,
I brood and pout, my anger can be wild,
          But I will make you laugh
          And love you quite a bit
          And be near when you're afraid.
I shake a little almost everyday
Because I'm more frightened than the strangers ever know
And if at times i show my trembling side
       (The anxious, fearful part I hide)
          I wonder,
          Will yo be my friend?
A friend
    Who when I fear your closeness, feels me push away
    And stubbornly will stay to share what's left of such a day
    Who, when no one knows my name or calls me on the phone,
    When there's no concern for me, what I have or haven't done
    And those I helped and counted on have, oh so deftly, run,
    Who, when there's nothing left but me, stripped of charm and subtlety,
    Will nonetheless remain;
    Will you be my friend?
                For no reason that I know
                Except I want you so.

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G.I.R. ~ friend, sorry I failed you again. I have no idea how on earth can you ever read this but if fate should find a way, I'm sure you know what I mean and I hope you understand. And if the Higher Power should allow it, I want to see you and talk to you again. There are just some things I need to know and understand and when I do, I could somehow feel better. Please...