Little Friend

<br>There are no words for what I want to say. No description for what I feel.<br>It`s a non-emotion. It`s something gray. Way down inside of me.<br>YOu could call it anger. You could call it fear. You could call it<br>frustration. That`s as close as you get.<br>Now I`m waiting for security. There`s something racing inside of me. I`m<br>waiting, I`m waiting, for a sign. Waiting for something. Got nothing but<br>time.<br>I said I`m waiting. Waiting for a sign. Just me and my little friend. He`s<br>deep inside.