author's
note; I'm writing this in a hotel room cuz we
Have
no power at home.
The five friends.
Five friends, few for some,
Wanted to be with them for others,
All have one same thing in common.
One thing that all of the world should thank them for.
One of them is the secret,
She friends isn't there,
But she is alive,
So she seems
One of them,
Wants to make the one real,
And spends countless hours up,
Working, to make her real.
One of them,
Helps out every time he can,
Fighting monsters, amongst other things,
And he jokes all the time.
One of them,
Serious and calm,
In the most unexpected moments,
He uncovers his true feelings.
One of them,
A year or two older,
But still helps when she can,
And hopes that one has the same feels that she does.
Five friends,
One not real,
One trying to make her real,
One the jokester,
One serious and calm
One helping when she can.
Five friends,
All different,
Working for the same goal,
To save the world.