i wrote this about the time i was being bullied and met my best friend. don't know what i would have done without him. so this is basicaly about how although you could be going through hell someone will hopefuly come along and help pick up the pieces.

You may think you know me
That is what you said
You may think you see me
But inside I am dead

Words that made others laugh
Words of ridicule spoken
I never really understood
Why they enjoyed seeing me broken

I cried myself to sleep
I wept from all the pain
I hide my true self in corners
My soul is truly slain

I saw your smiling face
Across the crowded room
But then I left you standing
All my pain did was loom

But now I hear your voice
I see your cheerful smile
I see your shining eyes
I know we can go the mile.