Fifth Wheel
In a group of teenagers there is always one
The fifth man on the outside hanging on
He is not lame he tries so hard
His words come out of him in song
In melodies he speaks of dispirit relief
When someone listens to ideas that come
He positively shines he sparkles and he minds
He adds his worth in every said aside
and always lags just a little bit behind in his reply
The main body of the group does not even hear him yet
He is the heart of them if they could only ponder
past the moments when they come
and not take their friend for granted
as he stays and hangs on to them and loves