With all the people all around Friends are the ones to be found The ones that have your back forever The ones who say you're stuck together
Friends who are true, trusting,and kind The ones who know the dark in your mind But what do they care, their demons play too To let you know they're there for you
People always come and go Lovers, family, and acquaintances you know But real friends are here to stay Cause they are as weird as you anyway.
Best, boy, girl, or close, The prefix of friends doesn't matter much for most A friend is a friend that's all that matters We stay together, like the the March Hare, and the Mad Hatter.
Just a quick poem I thought of when thinking of my Best Friend Through The Ages.