Means and Ends

I've always known
I have parts not a whole
But is it within reason
To see all for a goal

You've bought shares in me
So I like to think
That there is no reason
To keep wondering

I'm a means to an end
That I understand
You want to have billboards
With your name on them
But can I
Can I call this friends

I've come to assume
I hold weight outside this room
That I'm somehow remembered
In some little things you do

I hope the scales are even
Cuz you weigh heavy on me and
I'm just mostly hoping
I don't come to be unseen

I'm a means to an end
Yes that I understand
You want to have billboards
With your name on them
But can I
Can I call this friends

Four walls
Are very small
And they hold it all
But outside can it go on?

I would never say
Any of this to your face
If I weren't so scared
I'd never see it again

I'm a means to an end
That I understand
You want to have billboards
With your name on them
But can I
Can I call this friends