Lost broken hopeless
whatever you may feel...
People in our lives they come and go,
Others stay on, watch us thrive and grow...
I have a friend
A very special friend...
I thought you were the best kind of friend
The one who’s true who can’t pretend...
© Francisco Guzman 2005
What I feel is so distinct...
Friends are friends till the very end,
To go through the flames of hell and back again...
Life is a stage
my head held high...
Your eyes tell me the saddest story
that i think I've ever heard...
What makes a friend a friend?
People make this mistake everyday...
I never realised, really
How much I missed you...
Thank you for forgiving me. You know who you are.
I don't know how...
I guess time tells,
who your real friends are...