Best friend.

They don't know you,

Not like I do.

They think they know,

But haven't seen the tears flow.

The hard times and troubles,

Are just more bubbles.

To be popped by,

The bat of an eye.

They do not believe,

As to why you always leave.

Leave the groups maybe their lives,

Every word cuts like a knife.

They don't understand why,

You constantly lie.

To hide your tears?

Or to hide your fears?

Fears of rejection,

Or tears of affection.

No one knows you,

Not like I do.

I am here to tend,

I am your best friend.