All Friends

All I need is one dear friend,

That can pat my back and say, "It's alright".

Yes, all I need is only one person,

That's just enough to make me satisfied.

But this ain't kindergarten no more.

It's not about toys and dinosaurs anymore.

We're not mere toddlers in a box of sand,

We can't fight and easily be friends again,

I can't take your plastic truck and then say I'm sorry,

The littlest things seem now so huge and heavy.

When half your life you're hurt and betrayed,

You spend another half insecure and afraid,

It's impossible to find a best friend forever,

When you can't even put a hand on one's shoulder,

You got hundreds and thousands of Facebook friends,

But once you log out you're alone again,

If being in a same class or school is all it requires,

Then a teacher is my friend and so do the cleaners.

"But it's all right now," say me to myself,

Though there's no pat cause my hand can't reach my back,

Let's just start over at a new place,

A place called hometown.