Jon Doe

Whenever you are blue,
My shoulders are yours to lean on to,
When you fall sick with a flu,
Can I come to hand you some tissues?

You may not have a clue,
You may not know I am who,
I stand by you like a statue,
Just to come to your rescue.

You do not need a new hairdo,
You do not need a new pair of shoes,
I love you just as true,
I love you without fuss and issue.

I am just like you,
I am not your Andrew,
And if you see right through,
I cry when he hurt you too.