I didn't want to make friends at first,
It used to make me feel happy,
Like when you really click with someone,
We were just kids, chatting, laughing, having fun.
But it faded from my memory,
Met more people,
Some brought joy,
Like a shelter away from home.
I had one like that, or did I?
A friend or a foe, I couldn't tell.
I guess I was just a kid,
She'd hit, but...