To Be Honest: A Poetry Collection

We're One

I wish I had your smooth pencil moves

When you draw something, you never lose.

Your laugh is quiet but pleasure to ears,

You're always with me, you're always here.

I can't imagine life without my friends,

Together we float into faraway lands.

We live together, follow along.

With each other both of us are strong.

On the school floor sitting down,

Laughing out loud, joking around.

I wish I spent more time with you,

It'd be easier to get through.

Where I am and where you are-

There is no difference. We're still one.