Surely was it a mystery to me,
To find who they were that I couldn't see,
They were different than my old friends I had before,
But now I had come to make much more.
All those memories that had left me behind,
Hoping I'll be friends with whoever I find,
I was so lucky that these people were around,
They were so helpful even more than it could sound.
I remember them asking me questions of most the same,
Like, "Which school did you go to?" or, "What's your name?"
It was almost like when this happened the last time I moved,
To my new school and the day was good I had approved.
And now I think back of the first day knowing my friends now,
And see if I would've gotten through that day without them, how?
