Wednesday Weekend

Tonight my little circle
rallied around me
and we walked city streets for fun
our little Russian princess painted me a picture
the mysterious magician taught me
how to walk through walls
disappear just like a ghost
my little circle made me smile
even if it was a broken one
and we all drank and they toasted my talent
our rock star let me sing his song
while he played piano
they believe in me
their tortured poet
my little circle
read for me from my little red book
and some of them cried
at certain parts
and hugged me
and some of them laughed
my little circle wants so bad to see me
like they think I should be
cup half full
spinning in the street
we all celebrated art
my little circle saved me
they believe in me
even if I don't