whos there to tell me,
what to do when im down.
whos there to tell me,
that theres no reason for me to frown.
whos there to tell me,
that i look an awful mess.
whos there to tell me,
that theres no need for all my stress.
whos there to tell me,
i shouldnt have kissed that boy.
whos there to help me,
when i have my flicker of coy...
the same girl that..
will hand me a tissue,
just the same as she'll hand me a smack,
the same girl
thats been here forever
and promises even longer
the same girl
that has made such an impression
in everything i am
the same girl
in which i return
everything she is to me.
shes the same girl
thats there to tell me
its okay to be everything we can be.

love you ashley!...you said write a poem on friendship, and so i did...sorry
if its not that good hahha
 
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