I have to admit
Although in the past everyone had one i said i did to dismiss that bit
Until i discovered i didn't need to be like everyone else and of course i was already being bullied so sticking in
Well they would still throw me in the bin
My heart was banging on a piece of tin
I admitted i never kept a diary or a journel
I wanted my life to be etneral
Although i kept it mostly in my brain
It was like a passing by me thing or a train
Somethings i remember and others i do not except the hell with all the strain
Why i became insane
As long as i remember some of the good times and the bad ones i still got friends to remind me what the other things are
Well we are really close friends and they go so far
Esspecially with God
Well the prophet had a best friend so we can too
I like to get through this life and with friends i find it a tad bit easier each and every single day
God guides me by passing exactly what i need through to them
They use their brains and inniative to make it all ok
I love my friends
They love me
We might not all think alike except this is good for some kind of debate you can't always agree as life would be kind a dull this way
So i think God made life perfect by making it imperfect...
We learn through this journey
Now this is a journel in my heart
My gift of poetry
Thank you God
