Just Imagine

I have a friend,
That I’ve always had.
He’s been with me,
Since I was three.
He’s nowhere and,
He’s everywhere.
Whenever I want him to be,
He’s there for me.

And he always has,
The best advice.
When it comes to anything,
He knows everything.
Iknow he can’t be seen,
But that doesn’t mean,
That he isn’t there,
That he doesn’t care.

You may say,
I’m going the wrong way.
But it seems to me,
That you just can’t see,
The obvious reasons,
To believe in him.
My imaginary friend,
Until the end.

His name is Todd.
What? You thought I,
Was talking about God?
I guess I can see,
The frightening similarity.
Oh well, whatever.
You believe in God,
I’ll believe in my friend Todd.

We’re not that different,
You and I,
And neither are,
Our invisible crutches,
Our,
Imaginary friends.