Friends

It's amazing,
How even when things are bad,
We can put up a wall,
Hiding ourselves from the outside.
Not letting anyone in.
Only opening the door for split seconds,
To those whom we can trust.
Excluding everyone else from your solitude.
Continuing onward in life,
As though everything is perfectly fine.
But if others took the time to look,
They would see that things aren't what they seem.
There is something else behind the facade of happiness.
Is there some one out there who truly wants to help?
Who wants to lift you out of the pit of loneliness,
To see you smile,
One more time.
Is it possible to count on anyone to lend a hand?
We cannot be sure.
We must find the strength in ourselves,
To push on as much as we can,
And then,
When the sky seems the darkest,
We will see the glowing stars,
That are our friends,
There to guide the way,
Smiling when we succeed.
Weeping when we trip.
Standing right there next to us.
Ready to stretch out their hands.
But sadly,
There will be those,
Who reach out for us,
Only to push us back.
Who put out their foot,
Causing us to stumble.
Can we call these people our friends?
Can we let them inside of our defenses?
We must shun them away,
For they bring nothing but sorrow.
We must look them in the eyes,
And say to their face,
This is where I stand!
Right here!
With my FRIENDS!