This year,
Whenever I shed a tear,
She was there.

This year,
Whenever I had a problem,
She would fix it.

They would ALL help me fix it,
But her especially.

I know I've been ignoring her a little,
And I'm sorry.

She is:
The Math-Problem Helper
The Best Hugger
The Super-Friend
Always There.

I'm sorry about all our fights.
I'm sorry I made you cry.
And to be honest,
If you disappeared,
I'd probably fall apart!

So, thank you, best friend.
I hope you know who you are,
You are...
Miss Poem Extrodinaire.

I am sad of things I've done before,
things that I wouldn't have meant,
I didn't know that it would hurt their feelings,
I don't feel at all "content".

I have good friends this year, you know,
but they still have bad memories of me,
and I feel really sorry I promise, really,
It doesn't seem I can find the right key.

Last year I did things I shouldn't have done,
because I took things seriously, I exagerated,
I wish it could have been none,
I wish all this would have been gone!!!

Oh please by reading this poem,
Oh please if you know I'm talking to you,
Oh please may you pardon me,
If you ever know who I'm adressing to.
 

This is a girl,
and not an alien,
so just leave her alone, okay?

She tries to be positive,
she tries to be nice,
but all you do is mess her up?

You scream and laugh,
and shut her up,
and deep inside,
she's swollen up, 
and you just sit there screaming.

She tries to be positive,
and then behavior goes off,
it takes off like a rocket.

She goes and find me, 
as bad as can be,
she is not even supposed to be there.

Finding me is just trouble,
I swear,
because I'm in a place,
where the only person allowed there,
is me.

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 !!

This year I find that school is better,
No stress,
No bullying,
No need to write a letter!

I have much more friends than last year,
And I like my teachers,
My friends and best friends,
are no longer any friend keepers.

The friends who used to pretend we were together,
I don’t need them anymore.

Because I’ve got friends,
and it’s all that matters.

No need of counselors,
No not yet.

So the people who used to bully,
I just tell you I’m not free anymore,
and this time I have no excuses.