Outcasts
Only a few friends,that’s all I have.
Unlike most others it’s unlikely we’ll grow apart.
Through thick and thin we’ve already been,but we’re
Children just living life.
Adults will never understand our
Silly,simple-minded,inside jokes
That you’d need to have witnessed the birth of.
So what if the world says I need new friends,I’m fine with the ones that I’ve got.
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