With all the people all around
Friends are the ones to be found
The ones that have your back forever
The ones who say you're stuck together
Friends who are true, trusting,and kind
The ones who know the dark in your mind
But what do they care, their demons play too
To let you know they're there for you
People always come and go
Lovers, family, and acquaintances you know
But real friends are here to stay
Cause they are as weird as you anyway.
Best, boy, girl, or close,
The prefix of friends doesn't matter much for most
A friend is a friend that's all that matters
We stay together, like the the March Hare, and the Mad Hatter.
Just a quick poem I thought of when thinking of my Best Friend Through The Ages.