A Hidden Friendship
Walking through the streets
Watching the world rush by
Cars fly past
Children laugh
Leaves flirt and flutter
Yet one boy sits in the gutter
His eyes are deep
His smile is wide
Yet I see
He is lost inside
My steps are slowed
My hair is wild
And as I sit beside her
He begins to cry
I hold his hand
As he holds mine
Both our feelings are kept inside
A school bell rings
A smile is faked
And as we walk
Words go unspoken
He goes left
And I go right
Yet our hands are still held tight
A hidden friendship is formed
And comfort is found
In a love that is; forever bound