Our life has many ups and downs,
We question why we’re here,
But deep inside we know ourselves,
Loss of friends is what we fear.
Is it our expectations?
Or the way that others act,
That makes us really doubt ourselves,
Over how our friends react.
We put our faith in people,
And trust in all our friends,
So when our world does crumble,
We justify the ends.
But friendships can be fragile,
And often not so true,
True friends are more accepting,
Of all the things we do.
We do not need a preacher,
Or friends that leave us high,
The truest friends are those,
That stay when the others fly.
So recognize what’s in you,
You are the only one,
You truly can depend on,
When all is said and done.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem