Beware Your Only Friend

I want to be your only friend
 (is that scary?)
 my active mind don't wish it so
 watch out for these silent thoughts
 that's where the seed of soul-sucking grows
 when each who comes around you,
 takes some of your life
 that's when I get angry
 an outfit for my fright
 you want to be my daughter
 (come sit up on me)
 I hate it, but it's so
 and I wanted you as my mother
 cheering me as I go
 when each who comes around you,
 takes some of your life
 that's when I get angry
 an outfit for my fright
 picture us lounging just sitting and listening
 and loving what we hear
 that has never happened,
 we both flail too much
 we flail too much to let the other near.
 I want to be your only friend
 (beware of me)
 my quiet mind is not fit to lead
 take the warning I've seen fit to lend
 and from this thing we have been freed