She wore a face of happiness
But inside was such hopelessness
Would she find the friend she sought
With worthlessness that she was taught

For she believed whole heartedly
She was completely unworthy
The "friends" she'd had turned out to be
Nothing more than just plain mean

The years went by and nothing changed
Her life events had left her drained
She dared again hope when once she met
A kindred soul that was no threat

Her fear remained although suppressed
A friend for her too much to request
The soft soul with her words of kindness
Assurred her "this is what binds us"

"Injured souls we can no longer conceal
Together we can begin to heal"

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