It's Funny

It's funny how everytime you need me,
I'm there.
It's funny how everytime I need you,
you're gone.
It's funny how I'm such a good friend
and whenever you need a shoulder to cry on,
I'm there.
And when I need a shoulder to cry on,
I'm left all alone.
It's funny how when you fall,
I'm always there to catch you.
And it's funny how when I fall, 
theres no one to catch me.
I fall flat on my face and you're not 
there to pick me up.
Do you know how that feels?
It's funny how you act like you do.
When really,
you don't.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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