Midnight Calls
by: trista groulx

Why did you come to me?
I've told you I don't know what to do
You know that I either cannot help
Or don't what to do about it
I listened to you, but that's all
I don't really help at all
I honestly don't know what to do to help
The midnight call was almost useless
I know that I didn't help
This is role that I cannot play
These shoes they do not fit
I'm not what you think
I'm not a doll you can change to suit
This is not my strong point
Because my problems are so locked away
I feel bad not sharing them with you
Because you tell me everything
This midnight call made me realize
I am not fit for this title
My strong suit is not my problem solving
I don't think I helped at all
All I did was listen
But what else can I do?
I really don't know anymore
I can't do anything right
I just don't know what to do
This midnight call was no help
And I'm sorry I cannot be a best friend
I can't because I'm not really sure how
This midnight call made me realize
I am not who you think I am

a/n: this one's pretty old, and i don't really feel like this anymore, and i've turned into everyone's sounding board!