Friends

Many have come,
But a handful stuck around,
These people I call friends,
Are friends to the very end,
When I was down,
And couldn’t get lower,
A friends was there to listen,
And give their insight,
But friends are rare,
At least in my life,
A friend should not judge the real you,
But stay real and true,
Tell you when your wrong,
Praise you when your right,
Bring you a cup of tea when sick,
And watch movies with you all night,
Can look through all the bullshit,
And see the real you,
I miss my friends,
Day after day, through and through

09/26/09 @ 2.11am