I can be

The world he had at his feet,
He stood there, and took to meet.
The people within, although most would not care,
He smiled at them, said he was happy with a swear.
And of the people he did greet,
They fell to the floor to kiss his feet.

His beauty, something to remember.
But his insides all dismember.
He says friends don't exist.
So easily am I, dismissed.
Yet, I cannot walk away.
No matter what he has to say.

How can I let him know?
That I am not about his show.
All about those insides, he hides so well.
I want to get under the surface, to dwell.
I'm not asking much, just everything you got.
Everything you have, everything you've sought.

I can be there when things get bitterly cold.
Give me your hands to hold.
Does it matter, if I'm the only one?
I've never wanted friendhship more, son.
If I can't have something, you can truly give.
How do you expect me, to watch how you live?

So many smiles, you've made with nothing real.
And I'm giving you that chance to heal.
Please, just don't walk away from me.
I can close my eyes, if you don't want me to see.