I have walked alone
I have cried many fears
I have suffered the company of zeros
been torn down by yellow jackets
sworn to tears by scorpions
scratched at and daggers by monkeys and dragons
You can apologize you feel bad for being honest
I am not afraid of the truth
It doesn't mean I will like you
When you can't see the beauty in what is
You can walk away with your tail between your legs
because I stand up for myself
You can try to turn the tables
for your actions
I will gladly walk alone
Today
I will gladly go it alone
my way
I will appreciate your honesty
I will always respect you this
Doesn't mean we have to be friends
Does not mean, we have to be friends
what are friends anyway?
I have many and I have none
In the end, what are they anyway?
A friend or a fool
is it not one in the same?
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