Only

I seem to be the type of friend that nobody wants, but everybody needs

You always come to me with your cries and your pleads

You'll call in a split second when something is amiss

But to chill or hang out, I get dissed

I'm the pillow you cry into when you're down

But when I need you, you're nowhere to be found

I'm not a planet, and you're not the sun

You must realize that you're not the only one




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