Eggshells and Tiptoes
Will she be in a good mood or will it be bad?
Will she be overjoyed today, or will she be sad?
This yo-yo effect has me in such turmoil,
Never knowing if I can be myself or if its time to recoil.
Sinking into an ever growing black abyss,
Its the upbeat, smiling, wise ass that I really miss.
Take a pill to make you relax and be stress free,
Take another one for Bi-polar and you're a zombie.
I know life sucks right now, with stress at an all time high.
It doesn't help that someone left holes in you and now you don't even try.
Haven't we been through enough the last three or four years?
Do you really have to be so depressed and add to my fears?
I miss my friend, who smiled more, laughed and always had a joke.
Its sad to see a crumpled, lifeless, hollow shell who is broke.
What can I do to get you out of this deep, dark cave?
If we don't get you some help, I fear its an early grave.
I'd gladly take back the girl who makes me laugh so hard I pee,
Being so silly that tears run down my face and I can't breathe.
I miss you, come back and don't be sad, moody and terribly glum.
What will it take, sexy men, kids, Marilyn Manson or a bottle of rum?
I know you think I'm mean and I just get irritated to complain.
But that's not the case, to see you miserable causes me great pain.
Just tell how to make it better, tell me how to make it go away please!
I want my friend back, I'm begging and pleading, I'm on my knees!
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