Afraid to lose before

It gets called out it's yours.

So much has went down

Standing back up seems to repeatedly turn you around.

You miss how you used to see

When you could laugh on your side

And repeat,

"It's you and me!"

...

It gets called out it is yours.

You don't take it.

You can't take it.

You want to take it.

So much has went down

And repeats,

"It's you and me!"

You see the change.

You watch the change.

Your friend is what meets

And helps with some greets.