Treasure Island

Cindy Cato


Friendship


I've tried so hard to prove my love
but nothing seems to work
why won't you sit and talk to me
and tell me why you hurt
I can see the pain
you try so hard to hide
I just don't know the reason
you're hurting deep inside
you know that I am here
to wipe away your tears
as friends we've stuck together
for so many years
you were there for me
when I was hurting all alone
now it is my turn
to give you my shoulder to lean on
so anytime you're ready
I will be here for you
real friends stick together
and real friends love you too

Submitted: Tuesday, September 11, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, September 12, 2012

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Real friends are there for you no matter what.

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