Me

I have walked the straight path,but i have lost my since of math.
I have not counted the ones who care,I have not noticed the ones who were there.
I accepted my flaws in content,I accepted the hate that i inflict.
I have counted on losing love,I never counted on the one above.
Please help me make some since,My friend I see over the fence.
I have problems,maybe you can help me solve them.
I always feel at home here.When i was fourteen I ran away and i lived here.
All the stones make me feel guarded,I've come for years to heal my heart and harden.
I hung my-self rite over there.But the branch broke,I know you was there.
I come to you and I sit and I cry.Asking for an answer as to why.
My question is simple,It was answered with a symbol.
The not on my head left its mark,The past did hurt but then I found a new start.
And so that's why I come to my friends,
I have four friends and two family members laying in the back row.
I have ten friends on the two hills around the corner.
And across the street is Tilly and Gary.
Theirs James and Nate,and Shawn and Doug, Scott and snuff dog.
And I'LL always go see my boy Paul.
My friend D.Y she'll always be missed.
And I go see them all every time I find life under-achieved.  
I sit with you and i cry.I sit with you sometimes just to say Hi..gh
I know it sounds bad, But I know it's O.K
And I wanted to come see you,But you showed me that it was not my time.
And so I live every day knowing not the reason,But for the love I realized from the outside.
writing by Justin n.