A friend

I try to share my thoughts

With those who I think judge not

But the moment I open my mouth

They seem to be heading south

I rush them into deep talk

About how I am cold as rock

But I don't want them to be cheery

about my thoughts so dark and dreary

I just want someone to understand

Someone who will listen at demand

And hear what it is I have to fear

A friend like that is hard to come by

I hope to find one before I die