Tried friend

If you will be my friend
I will let you in on the game
What is going on in my heart
Sometimes I think
Am I sane
Is this everybodies game?
In life
There is a plot
To make happy, to make sad
Somebody is pulling the strings
In a direction that makes me glad
But then there is the other stuff
It can be a bit ruff
But sometimes, in the midst of it all
The sun shines on me
For a moment I flee
To the mountains
To the hills