I can't take this you cried,
I need a way out,
My parents wouldn't even miss me,
In this I have no doubt.
But you would be missed!
Who cares what they think,
You've always got me,
When your life starts to stink.
You can always talk to me,
And ask me for advice.
If you get a bump or bruise,
I'll be there with the ice.
If you ever need a place,
To run and hide,
I hope its my house,
That you will always find.
And if you need someone,
To watch your back.
You can always call me,
And together we will get thing,
Moving on the right track.
When everything sucks,
And you think no one cares,
I hope its me you confide in,
And I hope you'll know,
I'll always be there for you.
Your a really good friend,
The best I'd have to say.
And together we'll make it,
To a better and brighter day.
Hey,
Just me. I got a little bored so I went to see if you wrote anything new. I actually really needed this poem at the moment. I'm so glad I have you to talk to. And you've got me. I hope we are friends forever. I g2g. Ttyl. Lym.
~*~Stitch~*~