I am wounded,
If you lose your path,
And see you at crash,
As you might miss self!
I am inconsiderate,
As I can not label you friend,
When you are not,
What you are at!
I am troubled,
When you pretend,
But be different,
As we go along!
I am with you in need,
And be there on your side,
I yet anticipate,
That you reciprocate!
You being my friend,
I take a pride,
When you conquest,
And see you content!
