My friend whose kind of lost

Whose ideas are overflowing but not being used

Whose thoughts are as deep as the depths of the ocean

Whose life is moving in a direction unknown

Whose future looks to be bright and full of excitement

My friend who dreams big dreams

My friend who has so much to achieve

Whose abilities could most obviously contribute to the world

Whose desire is to impact others with his words

Whose life is so good, and yet so imperfect at the same time

Whose mind attacks him

Whose biggest critic is himself

Whose understanding of things outside of his own situation is remarkable

Whose unable to understand himself and his own issues

Whose able to read people like a book

Whose silence is in pain and learning

Whose inability to shut up is done out of loneliness

My friend who can see things that nobody else can see

Ironically talking about the truest friend I have and that happens to be me