A little is all I want; a respite from loneliness.
Let me not hurt you, but won't you help me?
Let you not know me, but won't you care for me?
Can I ever remain stable enough for long enough so that I may gain new friends? I don't know if I can. I sink and rise, showing all sorts of things that either are parts of me I don't wish to show or are not even truly parts of me..
It's tough. It's hard to win people over when you have no security, no foundation to retreat to.