Where Are My Friends Poem by rickey sims

Don't you miss the days when friends actually meant something?
When your friends really were your friends.
Don't you miss the days when you could actually talk to your friends?
When you can have nothin' to talk bout' but you would call your friends.
And your phone had all your friends and not just Possible friends.
Or ppl' you barely like or dont like at all.
when you knew who to trust.
When your frinds were there no matter what.
Through thick and thin.
They wanted to help just 'cause they were a friend and they took stuff serious.
Friends are like the Earth and the Moon,
Where ever the Earth goes the Moon is always there.
These ppl' are all over but still are no where to ba found
-Alone-
October 3,2010