This Kiss

These tears are for the others
who hurt me along the way,
these tears are for the fake friendships
that eluded me day by day.
these cries are for the lonely days
when i searched the world for a friend,
these cries are for the few friendships
and some bitter, bitter ends.
this frustration is for the depression
and the others that still hurt the same,
this frustration is for my siblings
and how taunting, to them, is a game.
this fear is of the future
and how it will come to pass,
this fear is of my happiness,
in expectation that it will not last.
but, this kiss is for you
and all that you've been,
this kiss is for you
because you've been a great friend.