A dream is a wish your heart makes and I hope mine comes true

Sometimes there are many,
Sometimes there are few,
It doesn't matter what the quantity,
It only matters to know they're true

And now I know who my real friends are:
The ones who were always there,
Some new but true arrivals,
And the ones that'll always be there

Accepting each other for who we are,
Walking side by side,
And being proud that we are who we are:
Best friends for life
Unlike the ones that let me down in the past