Tribute to Friends Leaving or Lost

My Best Friends are moving and my Dad's sick so I wrote this to voice my sadness feelings and other things I can't say out loud.

I can't see you but I feel you.

I can't hold you but I hear you.

I can't hear your voice but I feel you in my heart.

I feel pain and joy and sorrow.

I am loyal I proud to call you my Friends.

I go one way and Life goes another way.

I am wired I am Gay I read Furry Fiction I am proud to be and do these things.

I am the one who is hanging out with the kids that don't have many Friends.

I write this to voice what I want yell at the top of my lungs….but I won't because society won't allow weirdos like me.

I am nether a crazy person a sicko or any other nasty thing you could call me I am myself love me or hate me I don't care.

My mind is strong but my will is weak.

When I die what happens?

Does anybody know?

Can anyone tell me?

I want to cry but I can't I must be strong.

I must grow up and leave my childhood behind.

I learn to fade into the Shadows.

miss you dearly and wish you were by my side

To those that read this I ask but one thing.

Have Mercy judge me not harshly but fairly.

Yours DROP