Friends.....
Sometimes you have really good friends,
But that can't compare to the ones you don't have anymore.
Some fights are small.
Others are big.
Changing your relationships with your friends.
More than once in your life you will make bad decisions.
Most likely you only have 1 good friend.
Your lucky if you even have that.
Most people say you have to be friends with everyone.
In reality you can't get along with everyone,
Because we're all so different.
Some people make you cry
But all you can do is remind yourself
That you have at least 1 person by your side.
Who gets you most than anyone else...
Even more than your family.
It might surprise you that I'm writing this poem..
But this is my life.
My name is Bri.
This is my basic life.
My one and only real friend is Phoenix.
I met her on June 13th on a Friday
Some people say that Friday the 13th is bad luck,
To me it's not
All the big moments in my life happened on this day.
