To have a friend...
This is like having a home...
Where would I be without a friend? ...
I would be in jail without a bail...
I would be in a clinic with no way out...
I would be sad and angry with no happiness...
I would not be able to go to school...
I would be back to where I started...
But with a friend...
I am an escapee from my prison...
I am a person who sort of cares...
This is a lot better than usual...
To have a friend...
To be in track...
Or to be where I was...
Not saying I am crazy...
But with a friend I am...
More stable, so thank you...
From keeping me normal as possible...
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