It's easy to take when you don't want to give

Too easy to die when you don't want to live

But it's not easy for me to make friends

When I know I'll do them wrong over and over again

And it's not easy for you, to be in this place

Because this isn't your thing, isn't your race

But I'll make it easier for you, if you don't mind

The mask I use to hide behind

But if you mind, then I'm sorry for you

For me, walking away is too easy, true

But truth is, it hurts me, every time I do

And it'd be such a shame to walk away from you

So just talk to me, read some of my poetry

Trust me, being friends with me is just too easy.