the shameful truth
a twisted youth
a social outcast
one they say won't last
but perhaps i will survive
perhaps i am much more alive
then the conformist peers
with rejection as their only fear
just because i can think for myself
doesn't mean i don't need anyone else
i just don't need the "group of friends"
none of that really matters in the end
as long as there is one to help me through
i could care less what the others do
someone to rest always by my side
in life and death, my eternal bride

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a lady like no other
adored by another
in a land so very far away
i wish it didn't have to be this way
why are the great ones never close?
why am i forced to make the most?
of a friendship unlike the rest
so far apart, god has placed the best
is it simply a test?
to see how valued a friendship can be
without me seeing her or her seeing me