Friends, huh?
What exactly is a friend?
Someone who pretends?
Uses you and befriends?
No, so how about..
Someone close to you,
Are they like a rose?
Beautiful and elegant
But only at a distance...
Remember, roses have thorns too
When you get too close they will hurt you
Or maybe someone who cares?
Gives you attention and shares
Asks about your day
They would never mind if you were gay
Accepts all your flaws?
But a true friend knows you have no flaws
Just beauty and love
They are someone irreplacable
Doesn't matter if we are close or far
In this world as naive as we are
We don't know who our "friends" really are
They might be strange and uncaring
A brute and unyielding
Caring and elevating
We must learn how to see
A person's true beauty
A friend that elevates your mood
Probably shares your love for food
A friend who acknowledges you
You may talk to a friend for hours
But a true friend never cowers
Someone you can trust
Be it secrets or confessions
Someone calming and collected
Always there when you need them
Despite being in a mayhem
Still listens to your problem
Advises about your options
Doesn't care about confrontations
Yes, a friend who comforts you
A person near and dear to your heart
A person with a purple heart
Maybe somewhat of a worrywart
So, let's go back to the past
To ask ourselves
Who really were our friends
The answer is up to you
To figure out once more, who?
