This confusion turns me.
Moves me while I stand still.
I used to be a rock,
But now I am sand,
Thrown around by tides.

I need someone
To come alongAnd push me down,
Turn me back to rock.

There are two people
That can do this.
Both are tied
And they are all my friends.

I need help bad.
But I remember,
Being a rock,
I'm too strong to admit
That I need support.

Is there anything I can do?