Family can be critical
And boys can be troublesome
Peers can be harsh
But friends are the honest
The wise
The trustworthy
The loveable
The good natured
when all your secrets are known
Yet you're loved all the same
Your scars are not judged
They are healed
I thank God for my friends
Because they are what makes me who I am
And I didn't turn out too bad
Or at least my friends don't seem to think so