My Own Bestfriend

As the hands of time start moving,
The legs of life start walking.
Different sights, Different sounds
Unpleasant and lovely things all around.

As i started walking to that distant light,
As the story of my life i begin to write
i start meeting people both good and bad
some helping me up while others are just sad.

As i kept walking i earned some companions,
To my story they added more passion!
As the hands time moved more and more
Some stayed, while others i saw no more.

As i look back at the path i made
My eyes grew wide, i grew afraid.
All my companions had their "best"
I could see now, I was different from the rest

I close my eyes and continue walking
It's okay even if I'm lacking.
My friends are here, they are my "best"
To my heart, they are the closest.

All the while I just keep walking
Stifling my sadness, as i hear the pairs laughing.
I'll just keep walking till i reach the end
knowing that i, am my own best friend.