By A Friend, For A Friend

By My Friend,

 

I was new and you offered me a seat on the bus.

Outside of a circle, you said, “Come join us.”

 

I hardly knew you, yet I confessed

“My mental health is a bit of a mess.”

 

I was about to fail another math test

So you studied with me three hours before rest.

     Despite wrongs I have done

     You care more than anyone.

 

I needed you but lied

But you still came over and watched as I cried.

 

To My Friends,

 

My pleasure.

 

Goals 

 

Inclusive,

Approachable,

Trustworthy,

Helpful,

Intelligent.

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