Shaspio

I look around trying to find my friend, Wondering if she has courage she can lend, So I can stand up to my father, Even though before I've tried not to bother I sit alone cold and tired, Trying to hide that my heart's on fire, And it's so hard to try and ignore, The key to knowledge I'm looking for The knowledge to know, The knowledge to feel, The knowledge to distinguish fake from real As I sit alone cold and tired, Trying to hide that my heart's on fire, She walks over to me and gives me a hug, The feeling of someone caring, works like a love drug.