[1375] in Depressing_Thoughts
Friends?
jcbourne@ATHENA.MIT.EDU (jcbourne@ATHENA.MIT.EDU)
Sat Aug 11 12:35:44 1990
When you can leave
Without so much as a "By your leave"
When you can hold another
Without so much as a smother
When you can stare and not see
Without so much as a glance at me
When you can do this to no end
You are not my friend.
Shall I feel wanted
When your heart is undaunted?
Shall I feel held
When your arms are not beheld?
Shall I feel admired
When your eyes look at me tired?
Shall I my heart to you lend
When you are not my friend?
What would you have me be,
Warm and gay and free?
What would you have me do,
Hold and stroke and fondle you?
What would you have me seem,
That I do not fall apart at the seam?
What message would you have me send,
Now that you are not my friend?
When you can care that I'm there
Without looking with a blank stare
When you can put your arm in mine
Without stepping over some horrible line
When you can see me for what I am
Without forsaking the rose for the stem
When this and your conscience you can together mend
Then shall you be my friend.
