Oh, my friend, my friend.
It pains me to see you so.
I wish I could do something.
But you wouldn't let me anyway.
You aren't even here that I might be able to speak to you.
And even if you were, would you listen?
You have yourself in a vicious cycle.
You have yourself boxed into a small world.
Oh, if only you would let it expand.
I hardly know you anymore, and you, me.
But.
I care about you. I love you, friend.