I am an Accessory

I am an accessory friend,

Someone you call on

Now and then

When the mood suits

And the need fits

Open up my heart

And watch you run again

Call on me next time

I'm you accessory friend.

Everyone likes me

But never too much

I'm like dr pepper

One sometimes is just enough

I try to hope

I try not to cry

All to aware

Of the thin little line

Become to real

And not their fav'rite toy

watch all the so called friends

fade into the wall.

I've got a phonebook full of numbers

And not a one to call