Best Friend

I grew up mostly alone.

Going from one school to the next. 

Rarely a smile was ever shown.

All alone, thoght I was hext.

Then highschool came.

Walked into class hopeing for the best.

There I mest a man who game me his name.

With his frienship I was blessed.

He was there when I needed,

and there when I did not.

Without him I felt depleted.

His freindship is all I sot.

He became me brother in heart.

Someone who finaly cared.

Till a foolish driver helped him depart.

Missing him dearly I wanted a restart.

Alone again with tears in my face.

Brother and  Friend, in a better place.