Dear best friend,
what you've done this year,
for me,
is.... undescribable.

You have helped me all year through,
and we have always understood each other,
it is a long time since I have that kind of friend,
so I'll tell you :

Other years have been horrible,
other years I had no friends,
other years People hated me,
I had fights,
but now it is different,
I have you !

You deserve to have this poem written,
even though I will not publish your name,
this might not be the best poem written,
but I have tried all the same !!

OK, I'm going to go
Completley out on a limb here
Because the feelings he's sending me
Aren't very clear

One minute he's staring at me
The next he's yelling in my face
Am I just crazy?
Is my heart in the wrong place?

Is it normal for a girl to feel this way?
Is it normal at this time?
Am I being really annoying?
Is this feeling a crime?

I wish he would TELL me how he feels
Instead of me having to guess
'Cause right now
My heart is a mess!

I won't tell you who I'm writing about
Now THAT would be bad
If you figure it out, don't tell anyone
Or I'll will get SO mad!

At the end of the day
Do I feel happy or do I feel used?
One feeling I wish I wasn't is...
Confused.

I break my arm,
guess what ?
I think that it's no problem.

But when everyone,
huddles up to help me,
I can't even breathe.

I hate it to have servants,
it is horrible indeed!
You can't help asking for help,
for it is what you need.

Then you feel bad inside,
because you are worried they think,
that you are trying to get attention.

But no,
Oh dear,
I can't even dress my doll.

I can't put on my coat, 
It's hard to read,
I can't get dressed,
I can't run,
I can't dance,
I can't play guitar....
WHAT ELSE !

Oh,
I don't know how to express what I feel.
I am a disaster.

I am at the end of this poem and I don't feel like i said enough....

Gentle breeze, bones at ease,
Squirrels scampering in the trees
Cold lemonade, cards to trade
Watching your sunburn fade
Summer.

Leaves that darken and fall to the ground
Colds spreading all around
Cool walks on weekends, nothing more
Back to school, what a bore
Fall.

Gentle snowflakes fall in the night
The wild geese take their flight
Hoping school will be closed
Warm hot cocoa and days you dozed
Winter.

New awakenings, weak sunlight
Wishing on stars with all your might
Christmas carols stuck in your head
Warm cozy mornings tucked up in bed
Spring.

Seasons come and seasons go,
Through sunshine and through snow
People live, people die
We all laugh and we all cry
Running, running past the strife
Life.

I'm so happy,
that I'm happy,
Oh how I'm trying to be happy!

But I am bored, 
Oh dear me,
I have no idea of what to do.

So I type and type,
random words,
so that I get some sense of humor....