Forever Friends

The forever people who have troubles with one another,
But alas, that’s just them.
You can call them by their given names,
Or you can call them “Forever Friends”.

They may not be the ones I can confide in,
Sometimes they are and that’s okay.
But they’re still friends that are there for me,
and there in every way. (or almost)

They’re weird in almost every kind of weird
it makes me feel awkward but nonetheless happy.
Sure there are many times I wish I could change,
But that doesn’t mean I can’t be me.

They smile and cheer and it’s like “okay…”
I get somewhat scared but that’s just me.
To them I may be something of lower value,
But they’re still my friends- a world specialty.

I may feel left out at times,
but then again I pull myself away.
Perhaps I’m afraid, but then maybe I’m not,
I just need to find the right things to say.

They’re still forever friends.
You can talk to them whenever.
Or, though you have to work hard at times,
It doesn’t mean they won’t remember…

They’re the type you can walk right up to,
and tell them you love ‘em with every last bit.
They may side-step aside,
But stop them and say you mean it.

They can sometimes be the ones,
You just can’t share your fluff.
But then who else can you turn to?
There’s nobody special enough.

They’re the forever friends,
A special type with a deep bond;
You may feel left out at times,
But it’s just you doing it- don’t let it last for long.

To me they’re the only ones I could ever grab,
And that’s okay they’re the only ones I want.
A specialty among the world,
The forever friends with a forever bond.

(Regardless of how they act and feel towards eachother…)
(Heh. That’s just them.)
(Stuck-up weirdos.)