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As Your Friend

How have I been?
Am I your friend?
I want to be
the friend you can look,
look to for an ear,
an ear to listen.

As a friend,
I could be there,
be there when you're hurt,
when you're excited,
when you need to yell at someone.
As a friend I wouldn't mind.

I'm the one,
the one you could blame,
the one you could punch,
and hurt,
only if it makes you feel better.

I love to talk,
I love to listen,
I could argue,
I want your opinions,
I want to hear your dreams,
I want to know what makes you tick.

In return just ask,
Just ask anything,
What I like,
What I want in life,
What do I think of you,
And I'll tell you what I want to say.

But it might not be,
It won't always be what you want to hear,
but, aren't I entitled to that,
to that much.
I have an open mind,
And I hope you do as well.

Isn't that what friendship is,
To be there,
Be there for each other,
For one another,
Through the tough and the slack,
Trust,
Trust me,
Trust each other.

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