When I first saw you,
You captivated me.
I love your style,
Your hair,
And the way you carry yourself -
I wanted to be you.
Envy swells up
As I wish I could be you.
I force myself into your group,
Piquing up at a subject
That I like.
I chime in,
Thinking nothing of it.
I did this for weeks.
After a tragedy struck,
You sought me out,
And I gave you a place to stay.
After a while,
We became friends.
You told me your mental battles,
I empathized.
Slowly over time,
I realized,
I don\'t want to be like you -
I don\'t want your mental battles,
Since I have mine.
You point out some things,
I accept the critique.
You made me realize myself,
My styles,
My worth.
I thank you.
You told me
You\'re glad you met me;
Or you wouldn\'t be living now.
I\'m glad,
I can see you smile,
And have good times.
I appreciate being your friend.