Mistaken Poem by Nadia Baazioui

Am i mistaken
Or the the wrong path i've been taken
Alone in this world
Suddenly, when i no longer could afford
No one is there to hear my voice
No one is there to wipe away my tears
My boat sank in the sea of freedom
Where i joined all seekers of wisdom
Only a little bird who was there
Offering his little wings to wipe away my tears and my sorrows to share
He witnesses all what my words dare not to say
I realized then that he was an old friend
Of whom i have never care
But he was there when all called FRIENDS have left my stand
He was always there to count my tears
And in simpathy sang in a blaming voice to those who pretended being dears
A song that no one but them could hear
Now i see that though they were not there
Its enough to have one little true friend soaring in the air
With his little heart which he's always ready to share.
Only now i can admit that true friendship does exist
Which seeks no gain but to persist.