I will be your one and only;
make it where you're not so lonely...

Friends Metaphor Poem
My friends and I are a band...

I thought, I listened, I really cared.
I understood, I took a stand, but it was almost to...

We walk to the cemetery,
see the shadows of death...

In the classroom of hell
is where I was...

First you judge me on my face,
than you judge me on my race...

How many days, how many nights,
do I wake and see the light...

You told me you looked deep
and as you smiled, I started to weep...

I used to look up to you,
I used to think you cared...