dancing with myself on the street

I hide behind my big teddy, I'm scared.
Trully, is there nothing good left in this world? Especially just one good thing for me?
I just wish that if there were, it would happen soon. I'm getting tired of living my life on the floor, maybe the hand of a good friend might help to steady me.

I hate that I miss my friends, I wish we had simpler timetables, that way we could see each other more often than not.