The only friend I have is very special to me because she's so rare and unique.
My friend understands me and willingly accepts me.
My parents don't like my friend for the very reason I like her,
She's different.
My friend has a very unique mindset, she's open-minded and accepting.
My friend is easy to talk to because she can relate to my sadness, because she's been through similar situations.
My friend is also broken.
She's been through hell,
And she's still there.
I like to try and help her too because she makes me happy.
I can do anything with my friend, and she would do it with me.
My friend and I have had so much fun together.
We've also been through some fights, but we worked it out.
And I know what I did probably still upsets her, but she doesn't take her anger out on me.
Because she cares about my feelings.
And that, that is very hard to find.
I love my friend, and if she's the only true friend I'll ever have, I am perfectly happy with that.
YOU ARE READING
I'm Lonely.
PoetryI am crying out that I'm lonely and they pretened to care, but really, they just want to see how much I can take before I break down. I do my coping skills to pass up time and to try not to think anymore, but it only gives me more time to think. And...
