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I wrote this about 2 months ago or so, then got the guitar part about 2 weeks ago, feel free to comment, it's about my friend who is always there for me even when they really don't have time to be. And me feeling guilty about it but at the same time, needing more.


Holding Up


I am holding myself up from Life's twisted mess-ups
And telling myself I'll be fine but I know some things
Are dependent on you for this instant and I feel like
I might be stuck

So I wander around to find who ever will listen
And tell them I'm not though I look just like I'm giving up
So just hold both your hands up and tell me don't give up
'cause everything won't always be bad and I'll do the best
That I can to believe you I swear

Running in circles still I'm going nowhere so fast
Swirling downward to such a certain death I am sure
Life is a whirlwind of doors to opened and shut
It might not be enough

So I wander around to find who ever will listen
And tell them I'm not though I look just like I'm giving up
So just hold both your hands up and tell me don't give up
'cause everything won't always be bad and I'll do the best
That I can to believe you I swear

In time we will all know the pathways and road maps
We will write our lives down by these precious hands
Chilling to think of the sky up above and God waiting
For our return

So I wander around to find who ever will listen
And tell them I'm not though I look just like I'm giving up
So just hold both your hands up and tell me don't give up
'cause everything won't always be bad and I'll do the best
That I can to believe you I swear
I swear