"Who's your true friend?" I ask.
"No one yet," he says. "They're hard to find."
I wanted to scream that I could be your friend,
That I would be there when you needed someone to talk to,
That I would comfort you when there was no one else,
That I would be trustworthy and loyal until you hurt me first.
But you are right: true friends are hard to find.
I haven't gotten one I could count on.
Who would be there until I really needed them?
Who would be there when I needed a shoulder to cry on?
Who would be to my rescue when I am hurt?
Who would comfort me in my miserable times?
Who would always tell me the truth even if it meant hurting me?
Not until I had a chance like this.
But you know I like you, so you will feel awkward around me.
Somewhere, my true friend is out there waiting for me.
I just have to keep looking.
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Poetry of Life ✔
PoetryHave you ever felt like you were lonely or an outcast? Did you ever feel like no one understands you or you just cannot figure out your mixed emotions? Have you had feelings hidden inside of you, waiting to come out? These poems express what is...
