To 'Ickle Meeee' - A Special Friend

This - well I don't care if it doesnt make sense to anyone, -- not bothred if you think its rubbish!

It's just a poem to someone that I know.
That no one else will, and probably no one will understand.

But she is a special friend, and it's a fucked up way of broadcasting that I appreciate her.

Always have and always will - but she won't even know that its here. But I will!


TO ICKLE MEEEEE A SPECIAL FRIEND


Well guess who should show up to the last dance!!!
Guess who’s the one that gave me a chance,
Guess who’s the one so far away,
That would probably give me a hug and tell me all will be ok.

My family can hug me and pat me on the back,
Tell me what they want me to hear, that doesn't really mean jack.
Smile and say tomorrows another day.
And when it comes you will feel different - all will be ok.

They just say the words and they mean it, its true,
But you don’t tell them everything - they don’t really know you.
That’s reserved for a few special people I know,
But it seems each of them leaves and eventually will go.

And what will you be left with will it be what you need,
Time will tell if you succeed.
So here to you ‘Ickle’ is a special thanks, to you alone,
You've heard my suffering and heard me drone.

Heard me cry through the text I right,
Kept me company day and late at night.
Telling me the truth, Thank you Meeee for just being there,
And having the depth of understanding, and of someone emotionally bare

     A heart felt thank you meeeeee xxxx