Little Friend

There are no words

For what I want to say

No description

For what I feel

It's a non-emotion

It's something gray

Way down

Inside of me

You could call it anger

You could call it fear

You could call it frustration

That's as close as you'll get

Now I'm waiting

For security

There's something racing

Inside of me

I'm waiting, I'm waiting

For a sign

Waiting for something

Got nothing but time

I said I'm waiting

Waiting for a sign

Just me and my little friend

He's deep inside