Reusable Bag

Your reusable bag that you keep
To your back
Do not feel afraid
Oh

Walk on the path or on the grass
In front or behind, I don't care as long as we get to class
"Hey, can I talk to you?"
"Sure." that's what friends do, right?
Tell me your woes, I'm happy to hear
Just let me know when you need an ear to listen and hear you out
Isn't that what friendship's all about? And I really want friends

So I'll be your reusable bag that you keep strapped to your back
And you can fill me up with things so please don't be afraid
It's the reason that I was made
You can wait for the fog to clear
And then realise that I'm right here
To listen to you
It's what I'm meant to do

Time goes on, it's getting heavy
You drag me along
I'm there when you're ready to let it out
You scream and shout to me about your trouble
Clap your hands and I'll be there quick, on the double
It's hard guarding secrets for another
I'm the messenger you won't talk to one another
It's getting hard to keep it in myself
But you won't take another bag from your shelf

I'm your reusable bag that you keep strapped to your back
And you fill me up with things
But do not seem afraid at the sight of my handles getting frayed
I'll wait for the fog to clear
And then realise that I'm still right here
As you fill me up to the brim
Fill me up, fill me up
Till I can't keep it in

Oh, oh, oh

I'm your reusable bag that you keep strapped to your back
And you fill me up with things but do not seem afraid
At the sight of my handles getting frayed
I'll wait for the fog to clear
And then realise that I've been left here
Because I have snapped and I'm beyond repair
When I need you, you're just not there
Anywhere