Highschool's a hard time.
When I feel as though I am the second choice of so many.
And the last choice of some too.
When I feel as though friendships are dropping like flies.
I am so grateful for my brother.
Who is my best friend.
Who tells me that he would punch anyone who looked at me wrong.
And asks me for advice on what shoes he should wear.
Who lets me pick whatever I want to listen to on the radio.
And is my best friend.
And is my best friend.
2 comments:
"friendships are dropping like flies..." You don't even know how much I agree with that. You're never my last or even second choice Janna. Lets be friends. I heart you
I like that you used the word "basically" my best friend, because we all know I am your best friend. Well, I don't mean to sound cocky, but just know that i love ya jan!
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