You're my best friend, I don't always see you. Yet you're always there.
Hiding away in the corner, only coming to visit when you feel the need.
You don't know how to knock, you just waltz your way right in. Making yourself at home.
Sometimes, I wish you weren't around anymore. But you seem to be the only one that won't leave me.
You're comforting, although I wish you weren't around so much.
I don't want you to go, but do you have to stay?
