Stand-by
"Honey,
I need this",
"Sweetie,
can you get me that?",
"Darling, could you please accompany me
here?"
"Sugar,
you are so wonderful"
Every minute,
every second,
Honey this!
Darling,
that!
Ooh, oh, so
when do I get to be the 'friend',
I'm always
standing in for someone,
I'm always a
stand-by.
When the
'friend' hurts or betrays her,
That's when I
become of some importance,
That's when
I'm seen as a 'friend',
A 'friend'
for a second.
Once the
problem is solved,
Our
friendship goes back as old,
And I go back
to being the stand-by.
I'm always
cleaning up another's mess,
Nursing the
wounds inflicted by another.
I'm almost
hurt
But thanks to
God
For being the
best friend I could ever have,
For giving me
friends
To erase all this hurt,
Friends to
treat me as 'friend'.
I'll always
be a comforter
To a soul
that needs comfort
No matter how
I'm treated.
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