Good Friends

The thought of seeing you,
every day, something new.
Someone to laugh with,
and enjoy like you were two.

Not realizing the time,
that is passing ever so fast.
Not noticing the things
that are different in each of us
And not having to worry
that you will be looked at as different.

What happened to these times?
Where is the laughter? the fun?
How can someone sit and just talk,
without being judged, or critized?

The barrier around every person;
the protection that they once had,
leaves them, and opens them to a world
a world where nobody cares.

You go places alone because you arnt liked
you are blamed for every little thing in your life
because you have no support
Nobody comes to you, but you run to them
Life pressures you into making decisions a lot
but you can never seem to ever make a right one...

The feeling of being an exile in your own life,
pressures you EVERY DAY because you have nobody to turn to.
People say they are beind you and they act like an ally to you
but in your heart you know its just a tale.

The only one to truely believe in you is yourself
why trust the ones who are fake
the ones who deny you the right to be happy
the ones that you thought cared about u, but didn't

Life makes it difficult to find someone,
expecially someone that cares about you,
whether its as a friend,
or a lover.

You have to realize that you, and you alone,
are the only thing in your life
that cares, and wants the best
fake friends turn their back any minute something goes wrong

but the impossible ones to find,
Good friends, are there forever.
The hard part...
is finding them