A friend in me

When the world gets loud and the nights feel long,

When your heart hums low to a broken song,

I’ll sit right there in the quiet too,

No fixing, no rushing—just me and you.

When doubt taps hard on your front-door mind,

Says you’re too late or you’re behind,

I’ll remind you softly of who you are,

Of how you’ve been brave long before the scars.

You don’t have to shine, don’t have to pretend,

Don’t have to be strong to call me a friend.

Come as you are—tired, messy, true,

I’ve got steady ground I can lend to you.

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When the road gets rough and your hope feels thin,

When you lose the fight you swore you’d win,

I’ll walk beside you, pace your stride,

Not ahead, not behind—right by your side..

And when the sun breaks through again,

And laughter finds your voice, my friend,

I won’t fade out or drift away—

I’m here for the dark and the brighter days.

So remember this when you start to doubt,

When the light feels dim and the noise is loud:

No matter where life may carry you to,

You got a friend in me—always.