Dear Friend...Dear Friend,Without you,I don’t feel complete.With you,No other emotion can compete.We’re sisters by God,But not by birth,And you make it worthwhile,To be on this Earth,When I’m with you,I always win,No matter what bad mood I’m in,You cheer me up,When I feel down,You raise my smile,When I’m wearing a frown,When I’m sad,You wipe my eye,And tell me “It’s alright, don’t cry.”I smile, and I hug you tight,I say “They planned our paths just right.”To find you there, alone that day,To find the perfect words to say,To talk to you at first, you had to adjust,To: “Hey, you there, want to sit with us?”For my dearest friend.
Do You Hear That?It's the sound of being punished for someone else having done wrong. It's the sound of a quiet insanity, slowly repeating itself until the day is done. It's the sound of planning for something that cannot be accomplished. It's the sound of hoping for something that cannot be reached. It's the sound of trying to learn to fly while you're falling. It's the sound of sadness brought into liquid droplets.It's the sound of taking responsibility. It's the sound of the loud, proclaiming of joy through the streets, until the moon raises its arms into the sky. It's the sound of trying the very best you can to make your dreams come true. It's the sound of hoping for the best ending, and doing everything you can to make sure nothing gets in your way. It's the sound of an angel flapping their wings for the first time. It's the sound of happiness brought into the raising of the mouth into a crescent formation.Can you hear it?