Imaginary Friend

It scares me to speak my mind

It might sound self-absorbed

I don't say half of what i think.

I wonder what i'm thinkin' for



I'm smelling dead flowers

And listening to the walls again

I'm drinking from a leaky faucet

And writing this with a dried up pen

Wish i still had my imaginary friend



And who needs to listen, well...

What do i have to sell

Everyone's just waitin for their own turn

Kind of like show and tell



Someone to listen

Someone to laugh

Someone to cry at the right times



And i would call him up

But i don't remember his name


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