I have a friend
She is completly different then me
In fact, the days we were born on
Told us we'd be enemies
But we beat those odds
And became the best of friends.

"Don't treat yourself as though you're a demon."

My friend has brown hair, I'm a blonde.
My friend is silly, cute and nice.
I'm ugly, tall and angsty.
She draws chibis, I draw realistically.

"I'm telling you, you don't deserve this"

My friend protects the demon's from going to my head.
My friend holds hope for me.
My only friend. My only hope.
My wings are batty, hers are nice and angelic.

"Thank you"

I get mocked, she is popular.
I get hurt, she get's cared for.
I should be jealous...but somehow my soul tells me that I'm as lucky.
I keep going through my test...
And she'll forever be my friend.

"For being my friend."