Treasure Island

Geneen Alyssa Meyers

(July 6,1998 / Manila, Philippines)

Friends


Friends are always there for you
In happy moments and sad moments too
You can play and run all day
But be careful on what you say

Friends can hurt others too
They can leave you and that is true
Some friends are not always there for you
But others may be open to you

Friends, friends, I wish I had
'Cause my old friends were so bad
Although I still have good and kind friends
Because they're still here until the end

Submitted: Saturday, July 28, 2012

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