The Friend

I say to you my friend,
Will you pick me up
When I fall?
You respond that it depends
How far I fall.

I say to you my friend,
Do you see what it is I've become
Will you help me?
You look at me and do not see
You look right through me.

I look at you, my friend,
And see
I have nothing to hope for in you.

I say to You my Friend,
Will You help me up
When I stumble?
You answer me,
I will guide your steps, so you do not stumble.

I say to You my Friend,
Do You see how I have strayed,
grown away from You?
You still regard me as an old friend,
And pull me into an eternal embrace.

I look to You, my Friend,
And see
I have everything to hope for in You.