Friend
When you are sad and look for a shoulder to lean on,
If life, you think, has been unfair to you,
And luck never the side you are on,
When pity is all you expect of me;
Then, my friend, I am not the one you can count upon.
For I know, as your friend, you need no arms to cry in
I'd rather you learn how to swim
Than have you think I will always be around
Don't they say for good reason, 'Only rough seas make good sailors?'
I only think, that way, I will be able to love you more.
And no, I don't care if this didn't rhyme or chime
I, seriously, give a damn.
Copyrights are taken by me, this poem is from someone i know... nope these are not my thoughts though, i do agree that friends are not there just to be around to support but to help you go through the problems.
