Take Mine;

Loneliness is like a burn

It only causes pain

Holding envy is like slipping

In the cold dark rain

With no friends, you have no map

So you will always roam

In the dark, there is no light

And no way to get home

Hazy fear is one more thing

That always causes tears

And yearning help is one more thing

That no one ever hears

When you’re down, and sad and dreary

Will everything be fine?

When you’ve no strength and you are weary

That’s okay, take mine…