My Tears

You reach out your hand,
And I take it as planned.
We hang out, have fun
And I'm always the one
Wiping your tears
And chasing your fears
Because I call you my friend
But am I a friend in your mind?
Because who's wiping my tears,
And chasing my fears?
Well it's certainly not you,
Helping me up when I'm down
Because guess who's around
It's that pretty girl over their
The one you call a friend
That doesn't care about you,
Only the latest trend.
Well you can have a nice life,
Chasing after that girl.
'cause if you keep this up,
No one else will care
So don't call on me,
When there's no one there
To wipe your tears
And chase your fears
Because I'll have real friends
That care about my tears