I've been hurt, I've been crushed, I've been beaten, I've been destroyed.
You are my friend, closer than anyone and I want you to see.
That whenever I need to talk, you are there for me.
I hurt inside, yet all everyone sees is just a smile.
Yet you can see through my denial.
This is one of the most difficult times I've had.
And to be honest, it's made me very sad.
The anger has grown inside of me.
And you've grown afraid of me.
But I promise never to hurt you, or take it out on you.
Because you're my friend.
I want to talk 'til the early morning.
About absolutely nothing, like we always do.
I want to take an aimless drive off to a town we make fun of.
Like badger, or beaver... wait, which was it!?
I want to laugh and cry at all of the same dumb movies.
And be with you whenever you're sad.
Just like you were there for me.
You're my bud, who I know everything about.
And at the same time, you know everything about me.
Now this poem may not rhyme, so it may not be my best.
But it was intended for one person, and not for the rest.
