Great Friends, Indispensable souls
Aug. 11th, 2014 09:16 pmI have met people far and wide,
But all I did was hide my feelings inside.
Because inside my mind,
they cannot be trusted, and they won't even mind.
Everything seemed normal at first,
But little did I know that I will thirst,
A feeling of longing and wanting.
A feeling that I wanted belong on a group,
And be called friend, comrade, or just part of a troupe.
Like precious diamonds, I tried my best to seek,
These group of friends I long to meet.
And through my journeys, destiny has made me think,
What kind of friends should I keep.
First I met a group that were all smiley.
I copied them, was all I thought it was be.
But as time passes by, these people hardly talked to me,
And told me "We could not understand you, better find someone like you."
Out of disappointment, I met another,
Whose faces seemed familiar and have nothing to bother,
My personal uniqueness to them is nothing.
And accepted me as something.
But as we journeyed together, warm faces turned to lies.
Befriended me due to 'something', but found out I am nothing.
They told me I was useless, and so I left
And kept looking for others and hoped this won't be pointless.
Tired and weary I kept looking,
prayed to God to give me my yearning.
Never did I thought He listened,
and finally made my journey splendid.
I met a bunch whose personas have a good feeling.
Looked at them, observed and made me feel comforting.
Tested them a little, just to keep myself secure,
from phony friends who made me look insecure.
But these people are not like others,
They were real, more serious in taking real matters.
Laugh they did and cry they did.
I say to myself, "Alas I have finally met!"
"A group of friends I want to be with!"
My friends, keep the important things in life,
and remember to keep this lesson in mind:
Real friends, their souls will be ever true,
Won't deceive you, will ever be beside you.
But all I did was hide my feelings inside.
Because inside my mind,
they cannot be trusted, and they won't even mind.
Everything seemed normal at first,
But little did I know that I will thirst,
A feeling of longing and wanting.
A feeling that I wanted belong on a group,
And be called friend, comrade, or just part of a troupe.
Like precious diamonds, I tried my best to seek,
These group of friends I long to meet.
And through my journeys, destiny has made me think,
What kind of friends should I keep.
First I met a group that were all smiley.
I copied them, was all I thought it was be.
But as time passes by, these people hardly talked to me,
And told me "We could not understand you, better find someone like you."
Out of disappointment, I met another,
Whose faces seemed familiar and have nothing to bother,
My personal uniqueness to them is nothing.
And accepted me as something.
But as we journeyed together, warm faces turned to lies.
Befriended me due to 'something', but found out I am nothing.
They told me I was useless, and so I left
And kept looking for others and hoped this won't be pointless.
Tired and weary I kept looking,
prayed to God to give me my yearning.
Never did I thought He listened,
and finally made my journey splendid.
I met a bunch whose personas have a good feeling.
Looked at them, observed and made me feel comforting.
Tested them a little, just to keep myself secure,
from phony friends who made me look insecure.
But these people are not like others,
They were real, more serious in taking real matters.
Laugh they did and cry they did.
I say to myself, "Alas I have finally met!"
"A group of friends I want to be with!"
My friends, keep the important things in life,
and remember to keep this lesson in mind:
Real friends, their souls will be ever true,
Won't deceive you, will ever be beside you.