Do you know who I am?
Behind the multiple masks I wear.
Do you know the many paths I’ve walked?
The many times I’ve fallen and bled.
Do you know what makes me happy?
The things that lift me up when I am down.
Do you know what makes me laugh?
When the rest of me just wishes to cry.
Do you know what it is I fear?
The thing I so often try to avoid.
Are you there for me when I need you?
Or only there for me in the public eye.
Would you walk with me along a troubled road?
Or turn back and leave me to struggle alone.
Could you understand me?
If only my eyes and soul could communicate.
If I give you all of myself in our friendship
Would that be returned?