Friends

Walking down the alley row
Small weak afraid to fall
Nice and kind to any and to all
What you did to deserve this
No one can say
But as you walk past their way
Their arrows are pointed
Their guns are out
Harsh words coming from all of their mouths
You hanging your head afraid not to be liked
Want to curl in a ball and give up the strife
Trying to stay protected
To stay good and free,
But you've lost your way
There is no place to run to no place to hide
Looking to the left
And looking to the right
For a friend to lean on
To help you to fight
You look around one last time
And do a double take
There is someone looking at you
With a smile on their face
Cautiously you go closer
You’re in a run by the end
They have opened the door
You have found a friend.

~To the world she is ordinary in truth she is extraordinary~