Where do you go when you cry?

Where do you go when you cry?
Who do you run to?

Got a name in mind?
Well, keep that person close…
… as for you know not all I know has one.

‘ got a friend who runs to mary jane, an hour of being high does the comfort.
‘ got a friend who runs to mudbugs and drowns the pain.
‘ got a friend who runs to his Chevie and hits the country road for a lull.
‘ got a friend who runs to whoever he can run to and make out with, fucking the pain away.
‘ got a friend who runs to the pews and silently shouts it all to HIM.
‘ got a friend who runs to his friendly blade and tries to slash the hurting away.
‘ got a friend who runs to his laptop and type the pain away.
‘ got a friend who runs to the ATM and swipes the throb away.
‘ got a friend who runs to her shoes and walks tears away.

I’ve got a friend who ran to his keys and drove the pain away,
met his boyfriend and that cunning friend of man, DEATH.

Ikaw? Whom do you run to? If such has a name, keep such really good…
For you know, it’s better to run to a friend than to cry it all out in the shower.
Trust me, I know.

J retteb eb annog s’worromot ebyam