Here’s to the good girls;

The ones that always say, “Yes sir, and would you like anything else?”

It’s for the ones that would give up their own seat for some lazy ass who doesn’t want to stand.

This is for the ones that always do their homework,

Get good grades,

Help the poor and misfortunate souls.

Ignore their wants, their needs, for the betterment of the lives around them.

This is for the ones that stand up for the little guys, instead of themselves.

Here’s to the good girls;

To the ones that will smile a big smile just because they don’t want you to feel bad that they feel horrible.

Here’s to the nice girls

That are so keen to keep the peace

Yet cannot find peace inside themselves.

This is for my friend.

My dearest friend, my closest friend.

My only friend that knew everything about me because she cared enough to ask and listen.

My only friend who bothered to think of me before someone else.

My only friend who bothered to think of someone else before herself.

Here’s to your heartaches and sufferings.

Here’s to the many days that they tried to keep you back because they felt that you couldn’t be handled; couldn’t be trusted.

Here’s to the abuse, the lost love, the indifferent feelings.

Here’s to what you had to deal with, to what they put you through.

They can’t hold you back anymore.

All those hidden tears have finally come out.

This is to you, Nelle.

May you find the peace you sought as you drift into that dreamless sleep.