Chasity

What a wonderful feeling
to have a friend again
some on who truly relates
someone who knows your pain.

this friend I have
came in a marvelous way
she didn't judge, or look down
and kind words were all she'd say

at first I was skeptical
how could this be?
someone, somewhere
wanted to be friends with an outcast like me?

it turned out that I wasn't
the only one feeling the same thing
and my judgment of her came to quick
she was and outcast just like me.

we are outcast of a different type
because we don't wear our lives on our sleeves
we hide behind paintbrushes
that only we can see

know matter how hard
I paint myself to be like everyone else
through the thick coat
she can see

she knows the pain I'm feeling
she knows the joys I've known
she has been there for me
and since so much I've grown

I hold her in my thoughts
and shes always in my prayers
thank you Chasity
for being one of the only to care.

**Once again, a poem for Chasity. Thank you so much for being here. I know you and I have been through similar things and I love that you are here for me. I'm here for you too.!**