Some friends are good,

when others

are not.



Some friends are fun,

when there is

far to little.



Some friends are stupid,

when there is

much to think about.



But the best friends

have been wounded.

They have felt all the feels

and have been dealt all the deals.



Those are the ones

that can see humor

and beauty

where others see nothing.



Those are the ones with scars.

Some they regret, others they don't.

Because each is a lesson,

that needed to be taught,



Those are the ones

you look at and think,

"Well they are so strong

they could stand through anything."



Those are the ones

that in their hearts are afraid,

that still have nightmares

in waking hours and sleepy dazes.



Those are the ones

that still manage to walk,

that still manage to look,

that still manage to smile.



Those are the ones

who have gone through so much

that no one can tell them

the pain is not real.



Those are the ones

who will listen

and speak

with quiet voices and loud minds.



Those are the ones

that are the most beautiful.