how many people will watch you fall?
but just walk on by like nothing happened at all?
how many people will ask if your okay?
when you get hurt, start to cry, or ask if you're having a bad day?
how many poeple will say they will be your friend?
even through the bad times, freinds to the end?
True friends will be with you forever
you probabaly already know
but friendships are like plants
you help them so they will grow.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem