There are many things I would change about me,

I have no clue where I am going or who I want to be.

In a world so full of judgement how can I possibly be free?

There are just to many things in need of change, you see?

I walk down the hallway staying close to the wall,

Afraid that those around me are waiting to see me fall.

No way to escape their taunting call,

So loud in my ears even when they say nothing at all.

So unsure of myself and everything I do,

I say I want to change these thoughts but is that really true?

A world of self loathing is all I ever knew,

I've convinced myself I'll always be feeling blue.

But wait, what's this? Somethings just around the bend,

A hope that will put all this negativity to an end,

A thing that will do even more than mend,

Its seems all I needed in my life was a friend.