I look around and see empty faces.
Full of hate and dishonesty.
Full of anger and cruelty.
I pick you out of the crowd.
You stand out like any other.
So kind and gentle,
you don’t tell a single lie.
Your soul is so pure and kind.
Our eyes meet each others.
guarded of all the lies we scan each other.
I see fear and rejection.
You see a lost soul waiting to be found.
We take each other in trying to mend our wounds.
Thanks for always being there.
I think to myself.
My lost soul has been found.
Your fear is gone and rejections disappeared.
A best friend is like a rose to be cherished always and forever.
Thanks for helping me find myself I’m no longer lost anymore!
Apr 20 2004, 10:38 PM
