Someone I Need
Your Slave? (Once more)
She was once a friend
I aim for that to be so once.
I must initiate the first move, to mend
And ease my conscience that feels so poor.
Will it work? I don’t know if or when;
I'm afraid to hope, they’ve been dashed before.
But still an accomplice I’ll send
Who’ll travel down to her, right to the core.
A favour she’ll ask, hoping my x-friend will lend
A helping hand in answering questions and more.
She’ll answer what she will, always her mind she will tend
To first. I wait there, silent, and there I saw
A future, uncertain, it could rend
Either way, change is what you store:
Tip the scale, but I will help defend
My side. I still want you, my heart is sore
Without you here, see my hand extend.
Will you take it? Won’t know for sure
As you’re unpredictable, right to the end.
So I wonder if you will (or not) show me a door
Or if it be so, to your will, I will bend